
iPhone pocket giberish
can’t explain it but it happens about as often as i open my mouth. Words just don’t communicate what i’m seeing in my head, let alone feeling in my heart. My brother Herbert had this problem all the time in school. Frustrated because he could neither understand what was being taught or explain what he saw, my family later discovered Herbert was a visual spatial learner. I used to think of my brain as a pretty even mix of the good old left sided serial processor, and it’s better half the right sided parallel processor. I’ve come to realize that my mind process information about 3 parts right brain for every 1 part left. I’m sure that sentence before makes no sense to some, but guess what i just read it out and loud and it speaks as clear as day to me. What can i do to better explain… mmm… I know! I’ll need neighborhood street, preferably a coldisac, and a bucket of chalk.