My mom used to say that all the time. “Where are you, Jeanne?” I am frequently in La-La Land, I admit. What can I say? I love thinking. And somewhere along the way, I fell in love with thinking about thinking. The way our brains operate, you know, neuroscience (for the rest of us).
I am an occupational therapist and I work primarily with kids. A good healthy knowledge of the brain and its inner workings has made me a better therapist, a better mom and a better person. We all have those gooey, wrinkled things in our heads. But we lose sight of this, that we all exist as wired entities. I don’t mean hooked up to computers. I mean the electricity of our minds. We all have primitive neurological impulses that don’t always mesh with our often messy worlds. Call it “intelligence,” call it “mental health,” call it “willpower.” It’s all our brains, people. And we are are not, in fact, people without them. That’s pretty awesome.
I wish I could give my brain a hug.