Overactive imagination...
Oct. 30th, 2001 07:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The FBI is warning again that terrorists may attack U.S. interests, possibly this week, and that Americans and police should be on the highest alert.
This announcement does not ease my mind, especially as I shall be on three separate aircraft tomorrow, heading ultimately for LAX, and again on Sunday, heading back home. There is a little part of me that wants to forget about flying to L.A. and just take the car. Heck, it's only 817 miles or so - I researched it - and I can drive that distance... well... not exactly in my sleep, but... you get the picture.
One of my greatest fears, though, is that once I start down the path of letting every figment of my imagination spook me into doing Something Else, it will become harder and harder to retrace my path back out to the sunlight.
I am reminded of an old Twilight Zone episode where a couple that's stopped in a small town for a minor car repair finds itself in a diner, dropping pennies into a fortune-telling machine that has a propensity for vending disturbingly accurate fortunes. The male lead (William Shatner, of all people) is drawn in by the machine and begins to subordinate his sense and reason to its pronouncements. He doesn't want to leave his new-found oracle.
His wife eventually snaps him out of it, and in the last scene, as they are leaving the diner to go get their car and leave town, they are passed by another couple - elderly - who quickly seat themselves at the same table with a look of religious awe on their faces, and bring out a handful of pennies.
Sometimes, I think there are just too many opportunities in life to keep returning to such a table. I have to fly tomorrow.
Cheers...
This announcement does not ease my mind, especially as I shall be on three separate aircraft tomorrow, heading ultimately for LAX, and again on Sunday, heading back home. There is a little part of me that wants to forget about flying to L.A. and just take the car. Heck, it's only 817 miles or so - I researched it - and I can drive that distance... well... not exactly in my sleep, but... you get the picture.
One of my greatest fears, though, is that once I start down the path of letting every figment of my imagination spook me into doing Something Else, it will become harder and harder to retrace my path back out to the sunlight.
I am reminded of an old Twilight Zone episode where a couple that's stopped in a small town for a minor car repair finds itself in a diner, dropping pennies into a fortune-telling machine that has a propensity for vending disturbingly accurate fortunes. The male lead (William Shatner, of all people) is drawn in by the machine and begins to subordinate his sense and reason to its pronouncements. He doesn't want to leave his new-found oracle.
His wife eventually snaps him out of it, and in the last scene, as they are leaving the diner to go get their car and leave town, they are passed by another couple - elderly - who quickly seat themselves at the same table with a look of religious awe on their faces, and bring out a handful of pennies.
Sometimes, I think there are just too many opportunities in life to keep returning to such a table. I have to fly tomorrow.
Cheers...
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Date: 2001-10-30 06:24 am (UTC)I used to watch The Twilight Zone and Outer Limits with my mom. Never did see that episode, but perhaps I can find it. All those black and white horror movies with Boris Karloff, the Twilight Zone and my mom still wonders why I was so afraid of the dark.
I like your new user picture. That's nifty.
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Date: 2001-10-30 08:34 am (UTC)Thanks for the comment about the picture. I use it on those rare occasions when my mind seems to be falling to pieces.
Cheers...
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Date: 2001-10-30 07:17 am (UTC)We heard the FBI warning last night and immediately thought of the World Series game tonight here in NYC. A game that George W. plans to attend from what I have heard.
Somehow I missed that Twilight Zone episode, but you are right on target with the similarities. BTW, I really like your new user icon.
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Date: 2001-10-30 08:37 am (UTC)But that's why they call it "terror," no?
Thanks for the kind words about my fragmented head. I generally only use it (when I remember it's available) when my mind is going off on various tangents, all at the same time.
Cheers...