You know when your head has just hit the pillow and you're ready to doze off and dream about happy things like puppies and sunshine but your brain has different ideas? It's like, "Hey Halle, remember that one time you landed on your face at that gymnastics meet in front of your entire high school? Gooood times." So you're tossing and turning and trying to think about the times when you didn't mortify yourself but your brain just keeps the memories coming. "Oh oh oh remember when someone introduced you to a cute guy and you turned bright red and ran away? Hysterical." (This was last year by the way.) My personal favorite late night thought that isn't even an embarrassing moment but is actually just my brain expressing its cruel self is: "You can't date anyone ever because you'll start to stutter and sweat and then just mess everything up like that one time you gave that C grade speech last semester so really I'm doing you a favor by pummeling your self-esteem to the ground." THANKS BRAIN. YOU'RE A REAL PAL.
All I'm saying is, whenever you want your frenemy of a brain to take a seat, read a book by Tolkien and fall asleep in a puddle of your drool after the first page. You're welcome for the life hack.
-H
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