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I have noticed a phenomenon. Sometimes, when in motion, my ear catches the air it is moving past in such a way as to produce a soft, brief whistling, as in the blowing of air across a bottle’s narrow mouth. Except, if my ear is the bottle, this would be more like the case where such a sound is produced due to the bottle’s quick-ish motion.

That is not so odd. The opening of my ear and the speed I was traveling were just so. This is not unlike your technique having to be just so to make a traditional wind instrument hum (my daughter, Abby, is kicking butt on the flute, by the way).

What’s really odd is that this phenomenon always occurs at the same time and in the same place: when I am working at home, in my basement office. I often pace when I am trying to put together an idea. The whistle always occurs when I break out of my rhythmic pacing, making for my computer chair once more with a clear purpose in mind. Apparently I always do this at about the same speed, and naturally at the same angle, as my path back to the chair always takes me to the left, and it’s always the left ear that catches the whistle.

I guess that’s the speed of thought. Or something. Strangely though I’ve come to associate the momentary whistle with shit getting done. Because it always comes as I am diving for my computer again, hot on an idea.

… Charlie is actually putting wins in the record books.

Confidence is its own reward.

Kinda makes me miss World of Warcraft.