Every day a thousand random thoughts and questions fill my mind. Some are fleeting; some linger. Sometimes, they serve as a great distraction from laundry, dishes and other mundane chores that I want to avoid doing. Other times, they are more annoying than a buzzing fly who is stalking me from room-to-room while my cat is unable to smite him with his mitts of doom. Seriously, Max is my bug terminator with 3 kills to his good name. But even he is helpless against the randomness of my mind.