Brain

Sometimes I get the feeling my brain has it out for me. I get the feeling it's trying to kill me in my sleep.

The past couple of nights, for example: I wake up with the vaguest recollection of a completely implausible scenario that may or may not have taken place as a vision overnight. Scenarios that would never happen, regardless of circumstance. All logic over which I have control declares steadfastly that these things could never take place, but yet my subconscious insists that these visions did take place and that the content provided in said visions should be taken at face value.

All in what I believe is an effort on my brain's part to either kill me or institutionalise me.

Which is ironic, because I like my brain, and really wish the feeling was mutual.

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