Dear Brain, F**k You!

Have you ever been in a carnival or a fair and it is about to be closed? There is always the watchman who’s trying to close all the shops and make people leave so that he can lock the gates and go home. My brain is exactly like the watchman when I am trying to sleep. It is constantly trying to kick all the thoughts out so that it can turn off the lights and I can go to sleep.

Take last night for example, this blog post was like that fatass stubborn kid who wants to ride all the rides, until the very last minute. It just doesn’t want to leave the fair because it is too damn fun. Poor old Mr. Brain had to chase down this moron around the carnival for more than half an hour, running behind it, playing hide and seek and sometimes beating the crap out of it. Finally Mr. Brain dumped his (I am assuming that it is a boy for no apparent reason) ass out of the carnival for good and turned off the lights for good. To save the hassle, I have advised Mr. Brain to try and turn off the lights as late as possible so that all these jackasses have left and he can easily go about his business. But sometimes poor Mr. Brain is too tired or he has to wake up early next morning, but these f**king kids will never listen.