So this was some deep Joseph Campbell collective unconsciousness shit. Age 6:
Some sort of baby leaps up onto its bed to greet the new day as represented by the blank slate all-white window. To the side, an eerie but not-entirely-malignant lurking monolith.
On the reverse, no, I wasn't working blue. I just took very deeply to the notion that one could calculate lightning distance by counting the gap between flash and boom. I earnestly (and quite on my own) was working on ways to manage fear with knowledge.
He wrote this as a reminder to his future self. He's worried I'd forget this. As I go through ancient boxes, I find many such deliberate reminders. I've noted a bunch of them previously.
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