Monday, August 24, 2009

Seconds Away...

Dear Feelings,

Aren't you tired of being in charge? Don't you want to take a little rest and just let head take over for a bit? He knows it's for the best, he knows logic will win out, he can do a Rubik's Cube in under a minute, so honestly he'll find a way to get us back on the straight and narrow if you just let him run things for a while. He'll have us in bed by a decent hour, he'll have us up and busy and distracted in no time.

Feelings, I don't mean to be rude, but you're a bit of a bore. Always so melodramatic and making mountains out of molehills, we know this to be true, because a month or two from now, we'll be giggling over what all the fuss was over, if not giggling, at the very least we'll be bemused...

Head is chomping at the bit, he's dying to gain control, he has all sorts of plans, first thing on his list is tackling procrastination. Once he's knocked him out I'm pretty sure inertia will follow quite quickly and once those two are out of the picture, that miserable little toad we know as sadness can't possibly stick around.

Go on feelings, just let go, you would if you loved me...

Yours sincerely,


  1. As long as estrogen is coursing through your body, feelings will be the boss. Small price to pay for the greatness of being female.

  2. My head has been on vacation for QUITE sometime.

    I brought in the hired help to babysit and occupy "feelings" for a while. I call her Nanny McProzac.

    But sadly, The twins, Procrastination and Mindless Activities, have run amock. Time to call in the Principal Mr. Adderall for Back-up.

  3. O my gosh! This letter could have been written to Cow! How true it is--pesky feelings, always trying to Rule the World.

    Great Letter.


  4. AAh! Its that time of the month, I believe! :P