This hasn’t been a good week for me. It’s been rather hard to use the word awesome to describe anything. I have had matters of the heart challenge the domain of the brain. Listen, dear fellow human, and never lift a sword against the brain. I have traversed that valley and wouldn’t dare if I had a choice. One case was purely medical and the other psychological.

What did the doc say?

I have an annoying kerfuffle of the nerves. It’s quite uncertain what the heck goes on in there. Years of obediently listening to countless doctors have yielded no permanent solution to this problem. Details aside this condition prohibits me from working like I am on drugs; despite the countless home made espresso that is staining my blood supply. When I decided to go against convention and work like a ninja, I crushed! The brain used his ally the nerve root to wreak havoc upon me. I followed my damned heart and look where I ended up…

What did the shrink say?

I have no shrink. I have never visited one nor do I know any. Okay, may be I do know three of them; Rita, Agatha and Jane. Those ones are hardly professional enough to handle the kind of condition my mental state spun into. It’s public knowledge that I am immune to the charms of Eve’s daughters and sons. That ‘fact’ may just be discarded already. It’s become a mere myth, spread by poets to add flare to their works. I have reached a consensus to neither deny nor dream deny my affinity for one of the fairer species. So when I approached the brain to reconsider the plans I had drawn for my 20’s, there was a fight! My brain did not take it lightly and I still can’t explain how I ended up on the rooftop, with contraband in my hand and a laptop, at 3:00 AM, writing a blog post that no one may ever read to this point…

…there is a conspiracy and the world is involved…

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