Off to Neverland

If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?

This prompt got me thinking

I mean the rational mind

While the romantic half was dreaming of places to visit

The rational mind was caught in the nitty gritty. Which as per it, is most important thing, which eventually would burst the romantic fragile bubble

The prompt said, “two free ticket”. That could mean a lot of possibilities.

Yes it’s a prompt, a hypothetical one at that. But the problem of the rational mind is that once triggered, it does what it does best…Think. It’s quite paradoxically irrational in that.

So, it pondered if it was two free tickets and if I took a partner in this romantic escapade I would have to pay for my return ticket. It’s not a problem to pay, but then it wouldn’t be an actual free trip. Therefore the entire fun will be lost.

Or we could leave for Neverland and kind of never return. Because, like Hotel California, there are no return tickets from Neverland. But then, would I? I am too attached to my things. My chair in the balcony, my street, the littering tree and the cup of coffee. They know me and I know them. I get a nod from them and I nod at them. Well, it may not sound such a great possession, but then it makes a huge difference to get a nod. Well I think so.

Alone, yes it would be a good idea…and a real bad one. You may enjoy but who would you tell? Everyone you left behind for your selfish trip wouldn’t be too happy to relish in your lowly action of letting them down. So happiness wouldn’t multiply since not shared. That’s a feature peculiar to happiness. If needs sharing to be happy. Well doesn’t seem to be logical, but then that’s how it is. Happiness on its own is not happiness.

So, the point is not where will you go if you got the free ticket. But the real question is will you ever go?

But that’s the rational part of me. Its muddled, overthinking and unromantic. The other side, the romantic one will go headlong, off to the first flight to anywhere. Live on the sunshine, dance on the songs that played on the street and drape the stars and sleep.

Yeah, I know I am split right at the middle. The brain has the right and the left parts. You know that right?

And poor me, I live in both. Trying to stay balanced. Somewhere off the centre.

I wonder where you would go?

I just wrote the prompt. It says ‘you answered’. Buy I wonder…Did I?

The two sided brain