Welcome to an intimate tour of my brain. Don’t expect too much!
I just had to laugh out loud because I went to get something in one room, let’s say the bathroom and I walked into the other bathroom. My brain was on auto-pilot. Maybe it’s because of my lack of sleep, maybe it’s because I have too much on my mind or maybe it’s just because I’m not that spry thinking young 20-something anymore. Hey everyone take note, getting older isn’t necessarily fun.
For some reason staring at someone or something seems to focus me. I get caught all of the time looking at someone and they’re all like “why are you starting at me?” and I’m all like “I’m trying to remember something and you’re helping me do that.” and they’re all like “Oh, it’s kinda creepy.” and I’m all like “Oh, sorry, I just remembered what I needed to remember.” and they’re all like “Your welcome… {roll eyes}”
Sometimes I wonder if I’ve become a creature of habit. I try to drive different ways to and from work so that I don’t get my car in a rut. About every time that I’ve moved I’ve taken the wrong way home at least once, heading to my old place instead of my new one. That’s how my brain works. Sometimes I wonder if my brain is more like the auto-pilot from “Airplane” or the one that really helps real pilots fly a plane.
This is the end of the nickel tour of taawd’s brain. Other parts of the facility are currently off limits for your own safety.