Eh doesn't afraid of anything.

I was walking back to my dorm late last night after seeing Star Trek again. Campus was quiet and empty. As expected for that hour, I guess. I walked slowly and thought about things. A fat cat walked out of the bushes and waddled toward me. I stopped and knelt down, reaching out with my hand. "Hey kitty," I said. "What's up?" The cat sniffed the air and stepped into the light. "Come here, buddy. I won't hurt you."

It was not a cat. It was a raccoon.

"Oh God!" I yelled, jumping to my feet. It hissed at me and waddled back in the direction it had come from. I continued to shoo it away. When it disappeared back into the bushes I started down the sidewalk again.

Things are never really what you expect. That was the point of that experience, I guess. A minor consequence for a "leap before you look" attitude. Things never happen the way you think they will in your head, assuming you tried to think that far forward. Situations never pan out the way you want and surprises never end up quite right. Life is not a television show, it's not a comic book, and it definitely is not a great fantasy. Which is okay.

Where's the fun in perfection?

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Pseudo-science (like psych).

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Just the stirring in my soul.

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No, Holmes, no!

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everything is fine

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