cooled down

I feel better. I ranted and raved and made no sense - but I feel better. I guess I'd really feel better, if I made sense, but since I really never have, I guess I can't expect to start making sense now.

It is hard not really having a brain. Okay, I have a brain, but not as much developed intelligence as I need. I can start to think, but I hit a blank spot, and then it fades.

The cool thing about my ranting and raving is that it had physical symptoms too. I developed this huge pus filled pimple in the crack of my nose. It boiled up just like the pressure of my anger.

Why don't people warn you that at almost 50 years of age I would have wrinkles and pimples? I guess if I turned the question around on myself I would have to ask why didn't I ever notice that on the older people I saw growing up? Oh I know, I didn't really pay attention to people older than me.

See, lack of intelligence has always been there. I've just now getting to the point that it really bothers me.