So, my boyfriend and i are chatting one day.. you know.. blah blah blah..yap yap yap.. when he suddenly says to me.. "Hey.. Ever heard of this theory..? That men's brains have a lot of different boxes, into each of which they store stuff like "money", "work", "love", "family".. etc... Each box being a separate, non - intersecting set, so to speak. (Yeah.. i know.. he is kindda geeky!).
Women, on the other hand, he said, have just ONE big box, in which they store everything.. Love, money, work, sex.. It's all right there, jostling for space in that one box... i could practically see him smirking right through the phone.
"Wow! That's interesting..", i said.. and interestingly enough, i dumped the poor bastard that same day saying, "What can i tell you dude.. i guess this relationship is taking up way too much space in my teeny little box of a brain!" ;P
Oh.. well.. That was that.. But it did get me thinking.. Is this true? Do we women really do have just one big box for EVERYTHING!?? Enough with the escapist, aiming-at-the-abstract-ending-up-in-loserville generalisation! ;) Let's get real. Do "I" have just one big box?? Am i really just an over - stuffed closet, waiting to burst?
Turns out, the poor bastard was right! That IS how i am! i do have just one little box for all that stuff out there!! But, funnily enough, i wouldn't have it any other way. And this may sound like a lousy little cop-out, but it's true!
i've always been like this! This clutter of a brain is what defines me.. And m none the worse for it.. i've always been all quirky and mixed up and all over the place but it's okay! i'm not gonna apologize to myself for it..
In fact, i think i've gotten stronger because of this mayhem of a brain that i seem to have! i've been through my share of immense, intolerable, heart-wrenching pain; in all probability made worse by this stupid little box that i can't find the right stuff at the right time in! And i have emerged more resilient every time.. ironically enough, courtesy - The box!
It's like a reverse, warped density law or something! Every time i fall, the density of all that shit in that box just pushes me back up! (Wow! That coming from a girl who barely scraped through Science in High school with a measly 42!!) LOL.
i donno if this makes any sense at all, but i actually believe that i'm better off with this one little box for a brain. Too many boxes, too many labels, too much confusion. Besides, who says having just one box is directly proportional to being disorganised, and ergo: Miserable? i know just how to stack the important stuff right! ;)
And there's no room for sexist, chauvinistic assholes in this box right here.. So, to my ex - Let's call him Mr. X - Up yours'! Coz the laugh's on you! Make sure you stick the cheque for this one in the right frickin' box!! ;P
P.S. To be continued.. XXOO
