How long will it continue? It will continue until it stops. But for the sake of continuity one can only hope that it does not extend the pursuit of foolish consistency to it’s ultimate conclusion. A disconnect is some times called for to the delight of some and the dismay of others. I never worry over their delight or dismay because the amount of time they spend in those states is miniscule compared to how much time I spend with the discontinuation of continuing.
Once off the carousel of my youthful pursuits my long thin blond animal traded me in for another and I found my life in TV Fi land. There I met the complete opposite. A short raven haired lacivious luscious ball of fire with dangerous curves in the most delightful places.
She was one specey spicy meatball.
Her cuisine was always a delight and never required an Alka Seltzer chaser.
One day while I was pursuing my new hobby of urban hiking I spied in the distance an opportunity I was not expecting. I had just finished Taeing my Chi, Yogaing my Yodel, and Shaking my Chakras when I glimpsed the full tilt shimmer of a BahaiFi Bonanza. Nevermind my previous travels had taken me right past this glimmering jewel, the perspective distance called my secret name loud and clear.
“Eureka!” said the right side of my bicameral brain to the left side. Or was that left to right? I guess that depends where you are standing.