Every now and then, I write something so brilliant that it blows my mind. Most of the day, I sit at my desk, and all I can think is “Meowmeowmeowmeow…” over and over again.

And then something will cut through all of that, like a forty megawatt laser through blueberry yogurt, something so bright and amazing that I can only sit back and let it out. I can never lay claim to these things, because they’re not mine. They just show up.

I bring this up because I remembered something brilliant I wrote a long time ago, and it was this:

“The greatest freedom in the world is the ability to walk away at any time.”

Which was then followed by more meowing, but what the hell.