I prefer to use my ‘silly, fluffy, womanish’ brains to indulge in all the softy, stupid activities which would be of no interest to anyone but which gives so much exquisite joy to my existence.
I have force-fed my brain with some very bare basic facts about the happening around the world - just enough that would enable me to keep up an average conversation with my fellow human beings without getting dragged off into an asylum. Well otherwise my life is the personification of how a human life can survive each day by doing the most ordinary, mindless, harmless and uncomplicated things like spider -watching, blowing saliva bubbles, making circular tea-stains on the news paper, sipping a cup of coffee while watching ants climb up a tree trunk, making paper boats, hanging upside down, tickling a cat, slowly eating a slice of pineapple, face painting, re-reading a lovely piece of poetry. Well I'm atleast earning a decent living without burdening any other human being.
I write about the least important thing always. There was some point in this blog post but I’ve forgotten what it was.