A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Brain

“Have you seen my neural pathway?” asks the signal.

Other signals stop, attentively, one answering, “I can tell you where it isn’t. Not in the elbow; I’ve just come from there.”

“It’s not in the left big toe either!” pipes another.

“So many tracts,” complains the lost one. “Why can’t she think about just one thing at a time?”

•••

“SHIT!” she’s rammed her big toe into the chair-leg, knocking her elbow against the door jamb.

What was she looking for? Oh, yes! Keys!

What was for supper anyway?

Where were her sneakers?

Damn! She was going to be late again!