Every now and again I clumsily climb out of my body (my spirit or maybe my so-called intelligence?) and flit around above my head, trying to gain some sort of ‘bigger picture’. I keep hearing mention of this bigger picture thing and I want to see it too, thus the attempts at flitting about to look. Unfortunately, a lot of the time, this is the type of report back that I get:
Wake up and smell the coffee. You’re being a fool. Stop it.