I've always been one to live the majority of my life between my ears. Rarely do I find myself feeling at home in my body. And now that my body is starting to close doors on itself, it's really messing with my mind. Literally. I am fuzzy-headed. Forgetful. Irritable. Tired.
Earlier today my mind said to me, "Our body is deserting us." To which my intuition nearly instantly replied, "No, we've deserted it for too long. It's time to come home."
I am no longer able to live only in my head, because my body has taken over. It is speaking up now, saying, "Guess what, guys? You've had your fun. Now it's my turn!" And all my mind can do is drool and nod while the chemist inside mixes and matches various combinations of insanity and inanity, injecting them randomly into my blood stream.
My body is taking me for a ride, and I have no choice but to hang on and see where we go from here.
Party on, Wayne.
P.S. This is unrelated but nonetheless so awesome I had to share it.
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