Jojo is confused. Who is in charge? Me. That's who.
Well, it all happened last night. (sigh and exhale) I couldn't get my mind to go to bed. I tried closing my eyes, but my mind didn't listen. "shhh...Jojo...go to bed. I need to wake up tomorrow...early, not late."
But, it didn't care. Hmphhh....whatever. So, I threatened my mind - with a spoon. I raised it up real high in my hand and said, "see, look how strong I am."
My mind obeyed. Hmphhh...it knows who's its boss. Me, and the spoon.
The spoon always wins.
I think I have learned a valuable, valuable lesson: Jojo needs sleep, and minds needs spoons. Amen.
Goodnight, Neverland!
About Me
- Jojo - is angry.
- This is me, Jojo. I'm with my protection. Loud. Sometimes Jojo has very, very deep thoughts. Sometimes not. Sometimes those thoughts turn into screams. Sometimes the screams become laughs. Sometimes the screams do not become laughs. What else could be said about all of humanity?
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