Sunday, November 28, 2004

Super Nova

I'm not good with my scientific terms and understanding, so don't quote me on this tale. Supposedly, about once every four or five hundred years, a star dies. They run out of fuel or have too much energy in too little a space or something like that. Anyway, they implode and in the instant they burst, they release more energy than all of the other stars in the entire universe (which I suppose means that in that split second, the star releases infinite energy?). Regardless, this whole process is very bright and on earth, it's as bright as high noon in the middle of the night.

Why am I thinking about super nova?

I feel I'm releasing too much energy. I'm trying to juggle WAY too many balls and I can only keep about 3 in the air at a time. Unfortunatley, life being the way it is keeps chucking more balls at me. Dammit. I keep forgetting things, from doctors appointments to paying bills to exams to calling friends. I'm fostering a sense of optimism, a naive hope that perhaps by working as hard as I can, this mountain of work will eventually deplete itself and I'll enjoy a period of rest.

Thanksgiving has ended all too soon. Rest is elusive.

And the rat race is about to begin again.