An Absence of Thought

I am going to start this post with nothing in particular on my mind. I have nothing overly exciting to say right now and I can't seem to think of much more then taking a nap before I go to work today. It is funny because I usually do not take naps. Not even when I am super bored. It is just a simply fact that has always been that I do not take naps. But that seems to be changing. Do facts change? Of course facts change, a white fence is white and that is a fact, but, a white fence painted brown changes the original fact. So with this blog I am officially changing the fact that I do not ever take naps. Now that I have written it down and demolished all sources stating otherwise, Keith is officially an occasional napper. It is this way, it will be this way, and it always has been this way.
Books seem to influence your life quite drastically. I find that after I have read a book, even if it was not my favorite book, it seems to somehow stick to the inside of my head like gum on a shoe. You do not realize it is there until too late and no matter how hard you try to get it out of the mind, there is always a little residue left behind. Then there is the gum that you like and you chew on it for hours upon hours until every last little flavor is gone. Even then, you could stick a brand new piece of gum in your mouth and start the flavor process all over again. That would represent a book you were fond of. You read it and got so much out of it, then you read it again and again to get more and more out of it.
OK, so that is the lunacy of my mind tonight. I will write again later.