Twenty-Second

Today is my brother's birthday.

As I matured into adulthood and middle-aged bloke, I tend to realize that it only transpired to be harder and harder to produce a random idea, as it would be judged more harshly. Words need to be thought thoroughly, schemes need to be carried out with more evil intent.

I do not completely understand the train of thoughts of this human mine, but what I can deduce from the human mind is that as time goes by, it undergoes coal mind. What I meant by that, is simply put not for the sake of rhyme. As we all know, coal is black. However, some coals can be yellow, if we 

put banana peel on it. Fresh banana peels, and not the ones unripe, or rotten after like three decades.

The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing, there's someone in this crazy world for me.

This is actually the song sung by Karen Carpenters. It is a lovely song; a favourite of mine. 

What was I talking about again? Oh. Maturity. And adulthood. Those are period of changes in which every single human and insect experience once in their lifetimes.

Why changes are crucial people may ask? 

I looked at the wall and just realized that Louisa Coffee is established in 2006. Meaning it is not a very old coffee shop. Does that mean all the coffees are new?

As you can see, my mind got easily distracted by the things surrounding me, and it is harder for me to concentrate on one task at hand, than for me twenty years ago before I fell from stages or bumped open my fragile skin surrounding my skull and had the head surgery. It must have affected my brain in the long term. Memory lost-not yet, hippocampus still works well, but the pre-frontal lobe, I think, is stucked at a low, irreplaceable, unrepairable operating system. I tend to forget little things like my mom's face just kidding. I mean my mom's name even more kidding. Anyway, the fact that I turned awkward and had an eccentric manner of communication and unique sense of humor is normal, like anyone else, but the fact that I tend to lose interest so easily and gain passions so readily mean that I'm broken. You see? I do not even understand what I was thinking just two seconds and 4 microseconds ago. One may think that all these memory compromises from my childhood accidents mean I have a great faculty in brain for mathematical calculation and cognitive functions?

Not a chance. My brother when he was young, was never hit on the head by ground like me, but hit by me on the head to the ground, yet he developed an even better calculation technique and is now a computer engineer living abroad in Mainland China.

I used to say 'no promises', 'let's keep it simple', but freedom only helps you say goodbye.

Another line by the same song in fact. From. I swear I wanted to type "from" but my fingers just typed it differently from what even the cerebellum asked them to do.

With tis, I concluded my account of today.

Blog by Fish on 22nd April 2019. or was it 19

Have a nice day.!