my brain has felt like a bubushka doll these last few months, only i cannot anticipate what i might find when i pop open the outer layer. and rest assured, layers have been popping. for instance, today, i found one brain empty, empty of sleep, empty of words, empty of perspective, just empty. like a layer was missing. yet i know that within that empty space somewhere there is another polished doll waiting to be popped.
January 15, 2010
brain inside the brain