Monkey brains and other heady matters
It's been such a long time since I posted. I can't say why, the habit comes and goes. I expect lately it's my damn headaches. They're back; it's been at least two a day (or rather night) since the first week of December. So, no sleep, nothing gets done, and I spend most of my time worrying about when the next one will strike. I am confident that this bout is in its last throes, hopefully last days, and then they should disappear for a while. Of course "for a while" can mean six months, or as it was last time four years. I'm hoping for the years options.
I've got to get back on track. I'm so far behind for work, and I haven't written in two months. Coincidently, in November I started a new story about a man who is suffering from cluster headaches; a month later mine return. Did I know that they were coming, did I somehow bring them on, or it is just dumb luck?

In the NYT last week there was an article by Dennis Overbye that appealed to me. He discusses lightheartedly the idea that free will is an illusion, that the brain makes decisions measurably before the conscious mind believes it has decided on something. He likens the conscious mind, the curator of free will, to a monkey riding a tiger. I am a monkey.