Jet Lag

Jet lag got me last night, so I spent a good fraction of the night awake and thinking about what I would usually do while asleep.

Somewhere in there I got to thinking about my current approach to not communicating much with people that (a) are hostile to me, and (b) don’t use logic to arrive at opinions.

Whilst my position is unassailable from a rational point of view, that might just be the issue.

All that most people want to see is that someone else is sharing their pain and bugger the facts.

This also got me imagining a bunch of conversations where I to get to speak my mind, or vent my feelings, or speak my truths.

The issue is that I would have to recall all of these in real time – I am getting better and better at this.

But I do have to remember the trick of calling a time-out whilst I collect my inner cohort of bouncing madness balls to share with my adversary.

Just the one thing to remember – time-out – I should write that on my hand.

Time enough for truth.