Dear Brain

Dear Brain,

Man. You're complex. But you intrigue me. I don't even know how to describe how I feel about you. I feel like I know how you work, but I don't at the same time. 

       I don't understand how you think or what your motives are. What the heck makes you tick? This is the only other thing I've decided about you besides the fact that you are remarkable: You're a worry-wart.

 Yes, I understand that you are just trying to do your job by keeping   me safe. You're always there (along with the Mother) to remind me to grab a jacket when it's cold or tell me when things are too hot. You're just a good protector for me, I guess. 

         But can I just say that there are times where I am perfectly fine? It's like I walk past someone that I appreciate and you immediately set off alarms inside me. What the heck, bro?

 You know what?! I just realized something: What's your deal with Heart? You guys never seem to get along. ALWAYS in CONFLICT. Heart tells me to smile and you tell me to keep walking. Yes, there is a lot of potential danger, but I can't help but wonder if you just have a grudge against Heart. 

           I just realized something again. I bet you trusted Heart. I know and understand that being safe and comfortable is important for you. It takes a lot for you to be willing to try something new...and Heart's all about new. 

 Now that I think about it, there have been plenty of times when we've (you've!) trusted Heart (which I KNOW is very difficult for you) and there may have been times when you felt betrayed or let down because her ideas didn't work. And we got hurt. Did you feel like a failure, Brain? 

  Anywho.

           I guess something else I'm trying to say is thanks. You do your job very well. You're very honorable, Brain, and I feel that you know a lot about me- probably more than I do, actually. But. Heart understands me. Can't you see how important it is for you two to work together?

 I know it probably seems like Heart's motives are to mess you up. But can I just say that that's not her job and she knows it? Her motives are not to destroy or hurt you, me, or anybody. I know that some of your motives (most of them are hidden, you turd) but your main motives are to make sure that I'm still breathing and functioning correctly, that I'm safe, and basically keep me alive. And the lengths you go to achieve that stump me!

  But guess what?!

        Heart's motives are to make sure that I STAY ALIVE TOO. Sometimes when you guys aren't working together we go into survival mode. And thats hard on me and Heart (and I'm sure you too whether you realize that or not). She really wants to make sure that I stay alive in a completely opposite way than you. You see? Your motives and jobs are so different and yet practically the same. Is this hard for you to understand, Brain? Am I loosing you? Basically, I know it seems like there is a lot of conflict, but you guys are really just meant to complement each other.

 Knowing you, you're probably reading this and laughing. But I think I taught you that one. My bad. Yeah this is probably cheesy or wonky or whatever and, yes, Heart did help me with this, but get over it because you kinda did too. You're practically writing a letter to yourself right now.

          But. If you get ANYTHING from this it would just be to keep calm and trust me and Heart. Brain, I understand you and I am sorry if I ever  hurt you, but I can promise you that if you do this you'll feel a whole lot better and whole lot more alive. Hats off to you my Brainiac!

              Love,

                   ME