I’m not too sure why, but I woke up feeling like there was something that just needed to be finished. I woke up thinking, “Well, that experiment is cooked and done.” What a strange thought to wake up with and to. It set the stage for me to ponder what was cooked. I was left to wonder what experiment I had been working on.

As the day went on, I came no closer to discovering the root of my morning, awakening thought. All I know is that something is done and must be moved on from. Could be my one week love of ice cream. Could be my two day run with smoothies. Could be my lack of caring about certain actions by particular people. Could be my acting performance of pretending to like some people.

There are many daily experiments we can conceivably go through. We just have to realize it and call it when it’s done.