Analytical Me
You want to know the one thing that drives me absolutely over the top, all the time, every time coo coo ??
Ok.
I’ll tell you.
It’s me.
Analytical me.
gaaaaaa.
Especially when I’ve found a book or a show or a movie that I really, REALLY want to read, see or experience.
“YaY!! This is going to be a GOOD ONE !!” I cheer, as I happily chug along
until …. until …
Until that teeny, tiny, itsy bitsy something.
Something that is said, something that is done, some kind of timeline quirk or this, that …
You name it, I will most likely find it
& UGH.
That darn microscopic whatever it is will pick, pick, picky pick at my brain until that’s all I can think about
and boo.
There it is and there it goes.
It’s over.
Ruined.
rats.
Why Brain, WHY ??
Why do you continue to taunt me this way ?
Lately though, I’ve been zeroing in on people.
The over thinkers, the correcters, the ‘well, actually …’
It’s as if they are jumping out with a “HEY !!! Look at ME, write about ME !!”
I swear, they are everywhere.
But, no worries to those who think I am talking directly to and about YOU.
I promise, I’m not.
Well, uh ok, yes, yes I am
& you over there too.
Because we all do it.
Somewhere down the line and at some point in time we are all guilty of this heinous crime
& so, today, I say to each and every single one of us.
STOP.
Stop it right now.
I know you know what I mean
&
You know I know what you mean
&
I know that you know that I know
&
You know that I know that you know.
So.
There.
See how easy that is Correcters ?
It’s easy peasy, Over Analyzers.
It’s …
doggone it.
WHY did that timeline not make sense on my tv show ?
WAAAAAAAAAA.
umm, Brain ?
Next time, do me a favor and shush, please.
just. shush.
🙂