No wonder tiredness occurs so easily- the brain is simply trying to escape. If it had little hands it would be boring tiny indistinguishable holes in the skull at about the time a person reaches the age when they leave college and must start whatever mistake they decided to go to college to be able to do.
Through the early twenties and thirties the holes become greater and greater in number yet are imperceptible to the host. It is only when the brain makes that last and important bore that the skull collapses and the brain is free. which is when it then proceeds to make its getaway, probably to Canada or somewhere almost wild where it can maybe have a farm and read books and drink tea with a bit of nice bread and blueberry jam. The unfortunate human left behind will probably not seem too different, since the brain refused to cooperate or work many years before. And so we are left with innumerable brainless people. Those that manage to hold on to their brain do so with great difficulty and that is why they are so deranged in a way. The brain wants to go but somehow with some sort of mind leash they keep it firmly inside the skull ignoring its attempts at bore hole making. These individuals will seem strange to the debrained, and will suffer because of it.
A headache is the brain crying, its tears being quite irritating to the head as it sobs in its bony prison. Headaches usually occur at the precise times when one is feeling unbearable. Mondays are a great source of grief to the brain, as it has been greatly scarred by this day ever since it’s realised from around the age of four a human must attend some sort of building Monday to Friday for the rest of its life. Retirement of the aged is seen as a grim time but those whose brains did not flee usually find themselves a lot happier since the brain is also 
content. It now has time to do what it would really like and it finds this very pleasing indeed. Those lucky humans that do such jobs that give them true joy are few in number. Through good fortune and timing they will be in the enviable position of a brain satisfied throughout most of their working lives. It is said that miserable people with no actual subjects to be miserable about are those that are able to talk to their brains at night, usually after a heavy meal and the brain whispers to their ear of all its troubles, which makes them miserable too and they realise their predicament. Then upon waking they feel a great weight on their shoulders and know that in time they will probably experience some sort of catastrophic breakdown.
One thing that particularly offends the brain is the amount of pointless conversations a human will have in their lifetime, usually centred at work, where people say the same thing day after day. Did you see the match? It’s Friday! God I’m tired. Did you have a nice weekend? I love shopping. Is that good? That’s great! It’s terrible isn’t it? I don’t know do I feel like it. Did you cut your hair? How about a cup of coffee? Where will we go for lunch? When are they getting married? I can’t believe it! Are you serious! Each sentence when repeatedly uttered causes the brain great pain and makes it moan out in horror. The sense of elation when leaving work or when the day known as Friday appears should be sprayed on those in comas and they will emerge immediately. Giving it to the feeble minded may also be of some benefit.
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