why oh why does it only take one word for my mind to turn tragedy into comic relief? “Puttering” made me think Golf. golf made me think putting green. putting green made me think of how quiet it is when putting. the quiet made me hear the “puttering” sound of a golf ball circling just before dropping into the cup. the circling the cup made me think of...damn! doing it again. does anyone else have this problem?
It’s called ADHD.