We all have occasional odd thoughts. I still remember those opening scenes in Sex, Lies, and Videotapes where Andie McDowell’s character keeps ruminating about trash landfills. Odd thoughts can take on an earworm quality just spinning and spinning around in one’s head. I myself recently had such a momentary thought.
As I was blowing out my hair, I looked down on the bathroom floor. I was aghast. I saw so much of my hair everywhere. I walked down the hallway to the kitchen and my hair was throughout there as well. I shed. And, I shed on top of my shedded hair. I have thick curly hair. And, it gets everywhere. It’s like my previous dog. He shed everywhere and anywhere. The furballs were with us for years after his passing in odd places.
But all of that doesn’t constitute an odd thought or two. The oddity is this. I looked at the hair and laughed to myself and shook my head. No way could I physically do anything bad where I hope to not get caught. My hair would be a giveaway. A dead giveaway. I laughed some more. What a silly thing to think for a second or two. I moved on wondering what would be the next idea to pop into my head.