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photo courtesy of Lea Curry - that's Gon-Gon on the right. I've always been this way - I feel an overwhelming drive to pack up and leave town. Be somewhere else. Take my circus on the road. It's downright painful, sometimes, this feeling - my legs hurt from trying to uproot. There have been times in my life when I heeded it.  My [ angels, ancestors , voices in my head ] have told me very loudly: DON'T MOVE. So I'm not moving. I feel like I'm melting in my stasis. It's very weird. My brother and I joke about The Ewing Gene, and we don't really think we were joking, but Daniel C. Dennett has pointed out potential basis for our observation in his book Bacteria to Bach and Back : Interestingly, when there isn't enough stability over time in the selective environment to permit natural selection to "predict" the future accurately (when "selecting" the best designs for the next generation), natural selection does better by leavi...

Today is a good day. In the middle of a discussion about how a clear mind and a high-functioning network reinforce each other, evidence was delivered on exactly how that works. Message well-received. I have been so much more productive in the last six months than I have in the past six years. Thirteen years.  Not every minute of the last six months has been productive, but enough has happened that I am learning to stop measuring in minutes and I can now measure days. I have a decent overview and can foresee measuring in months very soon. One path to a clear mind is a clear work-space. Clutter is representative of many things:  you are too busy, you are too receptive, you are hiding from something. Building a fort. I'm no hoarder, but I do tend toward hanging on to things that may prove useful later, in the belief that I won't have to waste resources going out to buy a whatever once I figure out what I need. I think my Scots-Irish Ewing genes have handed down this prag...