It's late at night and I'm doing the usual mom stuff: tucking kids in bed, making sure the doors are locked, turning down the thermastat, flipping off lights, and putting a few things away. I've already turned off the light in the office when I go in to turn the computer off.
Sitting next to it is my daughter's school book. It's tilted to the side, and as I reach for the mouse, my eyes skim over the second word in the title. It reads 'Assassins'. I'm tired, so it takes my mind a moment to register.
Assassins? What's my daughter doing with a book about assassins? I glance at the first word. It reads 'Missing'.
My daughter has a book about missing assassins? What are they teaching in school?
By now, my tired brain is so mixed up, I have to flip the light on and look at the book properly.
That makes a difference. It really reads 'Nursing Assistants'.
I started laughing. Sometimes a mind is a scary place. It's funny what it will do with a few letters read quickly in semi-darkness by an exhausted brain.
But you know what? The next few minutes were fun. What-if's began and I got to go to bed chuckling.
Ideas are a blast, even if they come from a messed-up mind.