Random Vague Jottings

Have you noticed how on some days nothing appears to work? How there is this thing that you desperately want to do but circumstances mysteriously arise that enable you to do everything but that? What do you do when you are in the middle of one such day? You stop and contemplate on how idiotic it is to classify days into being ones on which nothing appears to work and ones on which everything works. Hmm. Perhaps it is in fulfilment of our need to rationalise events in the face of problems that appear to be beyond us. Perhaps!