My Wayward Mind

“Holy crap!,” I found myself surmizing, “How is it that I’m able to think at all?”

Earlier, I took my mind for a walk. Both it and the rest of me needed the exercise and fresh air. And while, my body obeyed every command given it, my mind chose to wander off and it got lost.

Yes, I lost my friggin’ mind!

Then after hours of looking under every rock and behind every bush, I remembered where I left it. Having washed it, I failed to put it back in my brain-vault.

But at least I had my house key.