I have a memory from my childhood where I found a package of razors (not knowing what they were) and was playing with them, which caused me to cut up my fingers. Did this really happen? Did I dream it? I have many moments like this...
I'm not the only one, right?
Then there are the memories that I confuse with my little sister. Some things she thought were hers, I thought were mine. We can't both be wrong...right?
The kids make fun of my lists. I have to make lists to remember everything.
My theory is that so much of my brain is devoted to the children that it leaves little leftover for other things. Right. Sounds good. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
I asked Remy what he thought brains looked like. He answered, "Big pink things."
I agree, Remy, I agree.
My Brain wriggled at this point (which kind of tickled), shaking awake, and decided to speak up, "No, we are only big and pink sometimes. We can also take on other forms."
Then she proceeded to jump out of my head all Athena-style and turn into She-Ra, the Princess of Power.
For some reason, this didn't phase me at all. I guess because it's my brain, and I know what its capable of.
After she used duck tape to fix the hole in my head, my She-Ra shaped brain got very bossy.
She-Ra Brain: I like the Sudoku puzzles you feed us but all these smutty books are too much junk! We need to read some real Literature, more Latin, or textbooks on Chemistry. When are you going to finish your college degree?
Me: (defensively) Hey, I've completed 90 hours of coursework and made the Dean's List, don't lecture me on education.
She-Ra Brain: You spend way too much time withdrawn inside your head.
Me: Excuse me? So what if I do.
She-Ra Brain: You need to get out more and make friends. Spend more time DOING things rather than thinking about things.
Me: (thinking flattery will get my somewhere) But, with a kick ass brain like you, why would I want to get out more?
She-Ra Brain: More brain food would be nice too. You know, like veggies and stuff. Don't argue with me. Don't make me go all Princess of Power on you.
Yes, my brain just threatened me. I thought I could sink no lower.
Wait, I'm arguing with myself, aren't I? Is this pointless? Am I losing my mind?
Hey, Brain, do you have any pull in the hair department? I could use a little help there. Less frizz would be nice. Hey, Brain, where're ya goin'?
Anyone know how to put my She-Ra Brain back inside? I think she just took off on her flying horse...
What form does YOUR brain take? Does it have any complaints?
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