Vertebrae

We all have days when we wake up and feel disoriented. Maybe everything is the same, except for one or two small things and everything feels disorienting. The thing you were leaning on; the thing that had been supporting your weight for a while, all of a sudden shifted… buckled under your weight. And now you’re questioning everything.    Every once in a while, something disrupts the rhythm. Like the little old lady clapping off-beat in church… or any white person with a tambourine. It comes out of nowhere, and disrupts the flow of things. It immediately absorbs all of your attention, no matter how big or small it is. It’s new, it’s foreign, it’s disruptive, it’s disorienting.    I was talking with a friend at the gym about it. I was talking with a coworker about it. There are times when you can see a change coming from a long way off, so you can sort of brace yourself for it. You can see the storm on the horizon and you batten down the hatches, collect all your supplies and ready yourself for it. But there ar