Little Franks

I've been so bored lately. I can't play solitaire or minesweeper anymore. My shoulder's getting sore. Yes, using a mouse is too hard on my body. I'm such a wuss. My body's breaking down, just like my mind, at times.

I feel like my mind's made of millions of pieces tied together with rubber bands. Some pieces fall apart, the rubber bands stretch, but it gets back into place after a moment. This is a nice analogy, but it's not imaginative enough. I prefer my parliament analogy that I used in an email to someone who will know who she is.

Email to you know who you are:

Picture my mind as a small parliament of small Franks coming from differnet areas of my mind, all vying for power.On the question "Do I have a chance with [insert fictional name here]?", a minority says: "Absolutely!" But the vast majority says "Never." Little Prime Minister Frank decides to please Little Parliament by saying "Never" as well. But everybody knows Prime Ministers, Presidents, Dictators, Emperors, Tzars or Tribal Chiefs, small or life-sized, all have hidden agendas. Little Prime Minister Frank is aware that there are life-sized girls in this world who fall for the guy thinking he will never be good enough for her.

Being the greatest guy in the world might not be enough, but I like the way Little Franks think, and especially how Little Prime Minister Frank thinks (he's been re-elected for a reason). After all, they got me where I am today.

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Little Franks rule!