Today's tip: how to overextend a metaphor until it screams

[channonyarrow]

My brain is sort of like a well-loved house. There are dents in the walls, and I remember how they got there. It's comfortable to walk around in it; I know where all the furniture is and where I occasionally need to get new pieces. I can redecorate at will, and sometimes for no reason I paint one wall a different colour just because I can. The same person has lived here for thirty years and there is still the remnant of the posters I tacked up on the walls, coexisting side by side with the very nice coffee table and the thrifted easy chair.

(This is a fancy way of saying I CAN HAZ ISSUEZ.)

Today, I think my brain has squatters.

I'd really like to get them out of here, but I can't seem to make them move. Not even calling the police works.

I've resorted to bringing in the local 'shiners. I'll make the riffraff shut up.

And someday this house will sell. It's time for a change, even if it means I have to pack my bags and flee in the middle of the night.

Comments

[camlewis.livejournal.com]

Feeling the same way. Time for big changes.

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

Got specific plans yet, or just a general need for change?

[jacesan.livejournal.com]

Here's hoping the squatters don't do any damage to their current domicile. :)

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

TOO LATE. I think THEY set the couch on fire. But at least the malaise and the thought that I am actually crazy is lifting. *g*

[jacesan.livejournal.com]

The couch needed to go. It's a magnet for ennui :P

I'm glad you're not submerged, and hope nothing else gets set on fire.

Since you started the metaphor...

[trickykitty.livejournal.com]

Home is where the heart is, not where the dents are.

Change your home; don't worry about changing your house.

Re: Since you started the metaphor...

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

It's times like these that make me think I know what it's like to be fast-cycle bipolar. I feel fine today; I need to set up a routine and stick with it.

[koemiko.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, I feel like my brain is the Wincester Mystery House.

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

That's...not really a good thing, I think, or is it? Mostly, I think of, like, the stairs that go nowhere and stuff, and I hope that's not what you mean. Maybe a both good and bad?

[koemiko.livejournal.com]

More like I haven't figured out why my thought processes are they way they are, and they are quite odd and usually quirky. I also will probably be working on them for quite some time.