by Will Stanton » Tue Dec 08, 2020 12:15 am
I jumped out of a plane to try to get some peace and quiet. Sam and Tosh asked me to take my shifting somewhere private, so I did. They were not a big fan of my choice of venues....bobbing along on the ocean, feeling the salt breeze, drifting with the tides. Not a soul in sight. Just me and the world...
The world is a loud place, isn't it? You're a telepath, you must know what I'm talking about. Everything pressing in on you, all the time. The MGH was a...revelation. A frightening one, in some ways. I'm so tired, so much of the time. And suddenly, I had energy to spare. I could take a Sam head-on, punch-for-punch. I could be everywhere. I could do everything. It was astonishing. It was alienating. I could...rise up to the loudness of the world.
If I'm big and dramatic, it's only because my brain is churning at a million miles a second. I can't get it to stop. When I set myself to a goal, or a job, or a role, it quiets down. I can focus on...whatever it is I'm focusing on. Helping you. Leading the teams. Playing with Robin. Being a cow. If I'm left rudderless I...
I can't make it stop, Miriam.