666monkey

I spent yesterday afternoon underwater (which is good) cleaning the bottoms of boats (which is kinda gross). While I was down there scrub-scrub-srubbing, I got to thinking: ins't it interesting how the universe seems to spontaneously order itself? I've always sort of thrived on chaos, but I never thought that I would find myself in the shoes of a chaotician, but... Well, here is an example of what I am talking about: While I was in Florida hauling ass from Jacksonville back to Tampa to catch an early flight, I focused intensely on making it to the airport in time to make the flight. A rational person would have said to himself "it is not possible to make it ot the airport in time to make that flight" but I don't buy in to most people's definition of reality. So, I focused on getting to the airport on time. Coincidence saved me from being stopped by police several times on the way back. Sometimes the cop would be hauling ass the other direction to catch someone else. Other times traffic would bunch up just before I got to the patrol car scanning traffic witha radar gun. A few times the cop had already pulled over someone going my direction. Once I think my sixth sense kicked in and I slowed down just in time to be within tolerable speeding limits so the cop let me pass by because he was looking for someone going almost as fast as I had been driving just a moment before. So, I get into Tampa and I want to fill up as close to the airport as possible because I didn't pre-pay for gas. I passed by an exit that I think was a little too far away from the airport to be the last exit, but it was. So, what the heck, I drove to the return to take my medicine in overcharged gasoline rather than waste time leaving and coming back. Well, the guy gives me the gas at the pre-paid rate "as a courtesy." That's cool. Thanks dude. So, I boogie up to the counter and they get me on the flight and tell me to hurry to ther gate because it is leaving soon. BOOM! I walk right up to the door and they shut it behind me. I was the very last person to get on the flight. It amazes me how often so-called reality seems to modify itself to become what I expect it to be. Please remind me to think positive thoughts... Scary to think that I have created the life I am in, but I don't think there is any escaping that conclusion. Hmmm. I'm kinda liking it now--I guess I'll see if I can get it a little better day by day...