Characters in My Life-Collage: Braingasms

Some people have imaginary friends, at least when they are children. I have an invisible entity that exists only in my mind. Nevertheless, it is a character in my life that has provided both foolery and guidance. Take from this what you will, but it’s twue; it’s twue. Now there! You see how it is? While I’m typing away, Lili von Shtupp enters my brain, and I sing “I’m Tired.” And laugh! Alone. In my office. That’s a Braingasm. I can’t explain it. It’s a gift. Vell, maybe.

Braingasms usually happen at inappropriate times, often during funerals, and I am my own best audience. The laughter begins almost silently, and rolls upward through my body. My shoulders shake as though I am sobbing. My mouth opens to release the laughter but no sound comes out. Tears roll down my cheeks and I reach for the nearest Kleenex or someone’s sleeve, then make my departure without excuses. No, no, I shake my head to the person next to me and try to look normal. What can I say to people? I’m having a Braingasm?

No doubt there are those who would suggest I need medication but I protest. This, ladies and gentlemen, is my very own defense mechanism. No meds required; none wanted, though it can cause sleepless nights. Sometimes the sleeplessness is good. I may have fumbled with a problem all day long without arriving at a solution. I faked equations in high school Algebra and subsequently learned to fake many other things when necessary. No, don’t let your mind go there. I fake being smart and comprehending things like mathematics. When I questioned the importance of math in high school, I was told that it helps in analyzing problems. Pffft! They didn’t know about Braingasms.

I will awaken in the middle of the night with a very appropriate solution to the problem that vexed me all day. And the answer is always right! No red check marks scrawled across the paper. My Braingasm gives me an A+ and I am elated. I ride a natural high for several hours and then collapse into sleep because by then…I’m so tired.

Enter Lili von Shtupp:

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