It Doesn't Take a Brain Surgeon

What?  Two days in a row?

I'm trying to develop a habit here...

My trip to Whole Foods yesterday was fab.

We've finally got one in our area - it's still a bit out of the way - but much better than crossing the state line to get the organic kale contraband.

I've started juicing.  The amount of organic carrots I consume is borderline ridiculous - but I tell you what - I feel rejuvenated! 

I went with my old pal Donna and her 24 year old son Kyle.

As I was talking to Kyle about work and school - I mentioned to Donna -

'24!  What would you do if you were 24, knowing what you know now?'

When I was asked the question, I think I surprised them both when I said 'I'd  do something in the field of neuroscience'.  I really think they thought I was joking.  I think that because Donna laughed.

Me?  A scientist? 

See, I'm absolutely smitten with the brain.  

Mainly the actual physical organ.

Also -

The mind.  

The brain/mind/body connection.

Fascinating!

Just this morning I was reading about increasing GABA production.

I've been reading books by Dr. Carolyn Leaf, Dr. Daniel Amen.

Brain health.

Amazing.

But.

Math.

Word on the street you gotta know your multiplication tables and then some to call yo'self a neuroscientist.

So.

I make marshmallows.  

Then - I thought - well, since I can't do maths - what other path would I have chosen?

Do you need the maths for to be a Functional Doctor?

Dang it.

So then I decided I would be a hippie of sorts, living in a tiny house somewhere Northwest - running a microbakery in a cool Portland town, and commuting on my Honda Metropolitan scooter.

And I'd dabble in neuroscience.

Which really isn't too far off of my life at the moment.

Then end.

What about you?