Anomaly

According to Mnemosyne (damn, that name is hard to spell), today's word is anomaly.

Which is interesting. Because the word is anything but an anomaly. It fits perfectly into the pattern of words of the day. A so far nonexistent pattern, but a pattern nonetheless (or is it? It's nonexistent, so you can't really tell. Or can you?).

…Damn, trying to think of something really makes it hard to think. Which, because most things get closer the more you work, is an anomaly. You know, it really is interesting how your brain locks up when you focus on one single thought, as opposed when your mind is given a train and a set of Schrödinger's tracks. A train which at the moment happens to be rolling (or floating, if your preferred made of idea transportation happens to be a mag-lev. Airplanes deviate from the metaphor) further and further away from the original topic of "anomaly", and is continuously deviating from its tracks (which is totally okay. They're wherever I perceive them to be) thanks to distractions continuously battering on its iron body. And it's about to reach its last station (this sentence), and then it's off to the union station of sleep.

...And yes, yes I am a lecher, and a proud one at that.