My Invisible Companions, Revealed
Up, down. Bend, straighten. No one ever asks what we want to do. Hello? We’re still here! Doing all the work, in fact. Brain pretends to care but with the Big B, it’s outta sight, outta Brain. “My Invisible companions” sounds romantic. It’s not.
When we first came onboard, every thought traveled the spinal cord to us. But now...