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At least my brain should be my friend. I mean, it is a part of me and it does a lot of work for me. So how come I don't think about it often? How come it was taking our class so long to get into a serious discussion on Thursday? I was talking to a friend this weekend and she stated that she just doesn't like to think about the insides of people. Yeah, me neither. Maybe it took us so long to get into a thoughtful discussion because thinking about the brain makes us realize that under all of this skin we're all just a bunch of gooey squishiness and we just don't like that idea.

Anyways, when asked to metaphorically describe our brains, I said mine was like a movie. I always felt like my mind was my own private movie theater because I could imagine anything I wanted to with it. During the day, while reading, it will create images of the books characters and scenes for me and at night it will unconsciously play my dreams. Not just thoughts, but pictures are going through my mind all day. Hence, my little movie theater. I remember reading an article a few years ago about how scientists still don't know which part of the brain plays dreams. Maybe the article is super outdated now because I think scientists do have some idea if they don't know yet. But I always liked the idea that dreams are still something mysterious to us and scientists. It's one of those things that our brain does that we can't explain. That to me, is what fascinates me about the brain. I mean, you always hears that we only use about one quarter of our brain. It makes me wonder what lies in the rest of our brain. Imagine what would happen if we had the ability to use our whole brain!