Thoughts that somehow escape my brain...

(...through my nostrils, i think. Better get those plugged up soon)

Here it is.... marinate/asphyxiate/contemplate (but mostly contemplate):

People are like broccoli. They need to be subjected to intense heat and sudden chill to finally give off that “prismacolor” brightness that lies within them.

High-fives all around for bizarre similes.

Now back to work.