My granddaughter tells me that she wishes she could have a different brain because hers does things she doesn’t like.
Especially when she’s trying to fall asleep. She tells it to be quiet and it just keeps thinking about things like Monsters and the Little Dinosaur that fell into the raging river. Then she gets all sad and can’t sleep because her brain won’t listen to her and it never stops thinking scary thoughts.
She is pounding her little fists on her forehead as she tells me this.
I can absolutely relate.