It is the first Tuesday in November! And you know what that means!
That’s right! It means it is only two weeks and two days until Thanksgiving.
As Tuesdays go, today was pretty nice.
The time change this past Sunday morning is still wreaking havoc with my internal clock. For the past two days I have awakened before the alarm clock went off. Keep in mind that I am a man who can sleep through three consecutive alarms going off, a cat standing on my head and kneading my forehead, the smell of coffee brewing downstairs, and neighbors stirring up the winds of war with jet-engine powered leaf blowers.
So my waking up before the alarm has gone of is … well … alarming.
My behavior the past two days has been even stranger than me just waking up before the alarm clock. I have actually gotten out of bed and began moving about and speaking coherently before my usual wake-up time.
This is very strange behavior for me and it has several people worried that I may have been kidnapped and replaced with a doppelganger. Unfortunately, this is a very hard thing to disprove. In fact, the more you try to disprove it, the more you convince everyone that you are, in fact, not who you say you are.
Trying to prove that you are yourself is very much akin to trying to prove a negative. Or even trying to prove a double negative.
And when you get right down to it, I’m not even sure that I am who I say I am. If I were who I say I am, I am pretty sure I would be a much better writer than this post would suggest.
Anyway, if anyone finds me wandering about somewhere, please buy me a bus ticket back to Dallas and make sure I get on the right bus.
There’s no reward for my return, but you can feel good about getting another vagabond writer off of the streets.