What do Grand Funk Railroad,
Morgan Freeman, Red Rocks,
finger nails and hip pain have
in common?
Hell, for no reason in particular
I can’t think of why these things
crossed my mind in a matter of
seconds all on the same day.
Oh, I suppose the fingernails
and the hip pain I can explain
because physically they affected
me. And, I had to take action to
soothe or alleviate an uncom-
fortable situation.
But what of Grand Funk Railroad
and Morgan Freeman? The
previous was the actor’s name
which escaped me the other day
when I wanted to tell my son
about a movie I had watched.
But the former mystifies me
for I never intentionally listened
to Grand Funk Railroad music
even when it was popular back
in the 1970s.
Red Rocks is merely the catchy
name of a place I had been which
randomly entered my brain, and
is otherwise difficult to rationally
explain.
Now, some may claim I have far
too much idle time which tends to
trigger such brain waves to erratically
invade my brain unrelated and
unexplained.
So, my friends, call me batty, but
I’ve decided to make useless sense
out of my thoughts today and write
about it. It’s cheaper than a session
with an analyst who may maintain,
the creative mind sometimes works
that way. All the while I’m thinking,
to me it seems more like cockamamie,
coo-coo crazy.
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Chris Hanch 3-24-2021
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