My mind works in a stream of connections that’s difficult to corrall. Sometimes they hit and fire neurons into expected directions.
Like today. Out of the fire streams “Psycho Killer” by the Talking Heads. Interesting song. Anything to do with Thursday? No. Thanksgiving? Not that I recall. Dreams, or writing? Nope, and no.
It just pops in. Maybe I heard a fragment of sound or glimpsed a word or image that fired the song back to life in my head. Yeah, it’s a Frankenstein existence up there.
Cool song, though. fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better than many others.