Her name is Bravely.
She's very brave.
She's a member of the Chicken family.
Which makes her last name Chicken, in the world of Anna's mind.
I wonder what the world of my mind would look like if you cut it open and peeked inside. I can't do it myself but maybe someone else could do it and take a picture.
Volunteers?
(Just a heads up this is probably not a legal activity.) I bet when you finally get my head open you find a bunch of feathers and peanut shell bits. Some will fly out haphazard and confetti-like with the jolt of popping off the top of my stubborn, thick skull. (Happy New Year!) The rest will be stuck in my little brain meat wrinkle crevices and along my great big corpus callosum.
Don't clean that shit out, though.
I need it to survive.
And speaking of my corpus callosum...
My therapist thinks I need more friends, specifically friends with thick corpus callosa like mine.
She thinks I need to hang out with women.
Bravely's female. I bet her callosum is pretty thick (although I have no plans to open her head and check for her).
I hang out with Bravely a lot.
That counts.
See? I have friends. I have female friends. I have a life.
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More links that prove I have friends:
CrowTube Channel
Crowstagram
NFT Crowroom
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