Gently, Gently, Be Careful Where You Tread

As he looks at all the stuff that‘s stored inside his head he marvels at how randomly it’s all been packed away “Gently, gently, be careful where you tread” he reminds himself to move about with care although he’s been up there many times before and knows his way around there are some dodgy places up there on his attic floor as he looks about him with wonder and delight there are things up there that he’d rather just forget that he wishes he’d never done that are cause for deep regret but, when taken as a whole he is pleased with what he finds up there a veritable hodgepodge of life’s travails and pleasures admitting that at times he should have paid more care he considers it all to be his very own box of chocolates he has his favourites that he wishes there were more of and there are those that he vehemently wishes he could quietly just get rid of I wonder what it’s like to be inside your head would you like to spend some time in somebody else’s head instead even for just a moment perhaps an entire day and rummage through what they have there all secretly stored away.