Hey all! I know it's been forever :) I've been thinking recently about the brain and us, humans and how we just get so attached to things and then we can't really shake them. I don't just mean things that aren't good for us either. For example, people. We get really attached to people. Here's a poem I really love by e.e.cummings that I think adequately shows what I'm talking about: i carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows