Brain: STOP THAT!
Brain: Interrupting people’s runs.
Me: I am just sitting on the Riverwalk. I am not bothering the runners. My anxieties include social anxiety. The thought of my stopping a stranger is laughable.
Brain: I see you looking. Stop that.
Me: I am not bothering the runner.
Brain: Do you see the leash?
Me: The one attached to the dog that looks like Falcor?
Brain: On the other end of the leash is a runner.
Me: The ears! The black nose and eyes! It IS Falcor!
Brain: Stop it! Stop trying to entice the dog!
Me: I got to pet Falcor!!!
Brain: If they hadn’t stopped, you would have tackled the dog, wouldn’t you?
Me: Reach the stars, Fly a fantasy-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee….
Brain: You need stronger meds.
Me: If they don’t want to stop, they shouldn’t bring a dog.
Brain: *head desk*
Me: …Rhymes that keep their secrets, Will unfold behind the clouds, And there upon a rainbow, Is the answer to a never ending story…