Yes, I indeed hit the switch and turned my mind off this weekend. Squirrels were built for a lot of things, but thinking deep thoughts was not really taken into heavy consideration when the biology factory started churning us out. I literally felt my brain sizzling like a Sunday gravy meatball. I didn’t pay much attention to it until I began to smell burning cashews. Yes, that was my brain… and yes a burning squirrel brain smells like over roasted cashews. You won’t find that little bit of info in any biology or zoology text… trust me.
So I hit the switch to rest the brain. Hopefully, that little bit of rest de-sizzled my noggin enough to keep this party going. I have a lot to say over the next few months… i just don’t know it.
I can’t say that I feel refreshed in any way. I honestly felt more squirrelly not doing anything that if I were chugging out the nuts of philosophical bob-ness. I had to force myself to do nothing. Duct tape was a big help in that department. Duct tape, as is a recurring theme in our world, can do just about everything. It can even make a squirrel relax. Getting it all off me made for a bit of anxiety, but everything up to that point was pretty cool.
Now where is that switch? Probably under some piece of duct tape.
