Ouroborus


I’m watching. I’m watching my time with my watch. There is some sort of ouroboros going on. That describes a snake eating its own tail, from Egyptian iconography. I don’t know why I know this.

It’s one of those thousands of bits of disconnected knowledge that is so frustrating. Why this?, why that? Can’t they all combine in some sort of thoughtful essay, an essay that causes thought. An ouroboros essaycc!

Now I’m wondering if it isn’t some reaction to the statin drug I’m taking. No leg cramps this time, just brain cramps.