The Mind is a Curious Thing

It's been one of the most trying days I can remember. Emotionally draining. I think the body sometimes just wants to shut down.

So, I was sitting at my desk at work. And started to nod off. And in that moment, between being awake and asleep, a name came into my head, complete with spelling. A woman's name.

It was: Miss Horfle.

I know it was spelled like that, because I saw it in my head.

When I heard that name said in my head, my eyes popped open, and I laughed.

The mind is a curious thing. If it's trying to tell me something, I'm not sure I know what that something is. But at least in that moment, my mind was saying, "Here's a little gift."

I believe I will uset he last name of Horfle someday. For something. If you're a real-life Horfle, I'm sorry. I'm sure you've had to endure a lot, what with having a name that sounds like when a piece of scrambled egg goes down the wrong pipe.

Thank you, mind, wherever you are.