Diary of a selfish kid

I was feeling a little weird today driving home from anime night. Weird like just a weird feeling about us. I thought about it for a while and realized it was stemming from my own brain, and it being petty. I was so happy to see you today. I hope that came across well. The old part of me, like a vestigial organ, seems to serve no purpose except to become infected. 'Waah' says my old brain, 'I wanted red knives.' 'She shouldn't have said she told my mom not to show me the dress, she should have read my mind and known I would know that bit of etiquette.'
Be quiet, old brain. I do not need you. Today my fiancée came over and held me and kissed me and napped with me on the couch, and I should have given anime night a "whatever" and taken a walk with her because the weather was nice and she is always special.

I apologize to you on behalf of my old brain, and the petulant, self-centered ideas it tries to hand me. I called you, but you didn't answer... I hope it is because you have gone to bed, because that is just the sort of smart thing you would do. i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

- J