The Crocodile said to me that if you’re standing with one foot in the past and one in the future then you’re going to end up pissing all over today. I believe him now.

This phenomenon makes for an atypical day in my wee world. My relationship with the past is congenial. We’re buds, after a manner of speaking. Things get iffy when we spend too much time together, but we’re mostly cool.

The future is kind of a sketchy dude. He can be a little scary, frankly. Now, the inclination is to team up with the past, strength in numbers and all that. Problem is the past isn’t particularly reliable and you never know exactly what side he’s on.

Best to listen to The Crocodile and stand firm and see how it shakes out. Feeling kind of funky today though. Time for an exam though. Something isn’t quite right and while it’s easy enough to write it off as toys in the attic you just never know when it’s the downstairs fucking up the upstairs.