Do I Dare Be
Exact, Just Because I Can Be?
Sloane
Crosley said she had to get rid of her miniature pony collection just because,
were it found after her death, people would just her insane because of it. There's be no way of explaining the really
un-crazy way she happened to have it.
So
when I write the exact moment I get up, go to bed, or start deleting unread
e-mail, I worry, too.
I'm
at the computer when I say at what time I turn to e-mail, and there it is in
the bottom right-hand side of the monitor screen: 10:29 AM.
But
will I appear to be a compulsive-obsessive if I write 10:29 instead of the more
general and possibly less accurate 10:30? (Thank God it's just changed, and it really is
10:30!)
I
keep a log of my segmented sleep, so I have things like this:
Tuesday,
August 25.
1:34
am down
3:15
am up
7:11
pm down again.
The
3:15 could be judged sane, but not the 1:34 or the 7:11 --unless it's a reference to the
store.
Maybe
I should just recite that saying, "I'm CDO. That's the same as OCD but with the letters
arranged alphabetically, as they should be."
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