I am surprised that I still have Blue Men wandering into my life.
I am a fairly private anti-social person but from time-to-time a person who should not cross my path does, and that they have an impact upon my life, really should come as no surprise.
We all have these encounters with Blue Men and it’s up to us as to what we do when we meet them.
Sometimes I think that these stories are my Blue Men. I read them; ponder them for days, weeks and months sometimes attempting to figure out what they could be telling me. What message they are trying to impart. Perhaps some of the instability in my psyche lately has to do with the lack of exposure to these stories. I need to find the time at work to unplug and to enjoy my lunch with a story. But, that will take a lot of convincing…I seem to have trouble operating that way.
Sorry about the wording of the above couple of paragraphs – it’s late and my mind is a little slow.