To Blow One’s Brain

Stuffed up nose and tired body and pickled brain good for very little except watching comforting TV about rural English real estate and trivial comedies. It’s like shellshock after a really lame war where the worst injuries are paper cuts and some feelings are hurt. But I long to be snug. To be warm and relaxed and fed and stretched out with loved ones from multiple species around me and some conversation, but not too much, and calm and calm and calm.

There is health though. No ailments register. Weariness suffocates the mind and renders confusion, impairing perception, but that’s all. A tired mind. Fatigue debilitates but it does not conquer. It’s like I also have a cold in my brain.

Not serious though. It’s never serious. And that’s a good thing. Just feels like sleeping, and if not sleeping, then staying in bed, all day would be so very welcome. But that’s an exaggeration too.

No, there’s no problem.

Things are good. Life is good. There is no reason for complaint.

Wish my sluggish, achey, clogged cranial organ was functioning a bit better. No, stuff a bit better – well: I wish it was functioning well. How does one blow the nose of a brain with a cold?

Published in: on May 16, 2011 at 8:11 pm  Leave a Comment  

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