My Dissected Frogs

Sometimes I wish I could pick out my confusing thoughts from the clear ones and place them in neat shelves in the cute little left side of my brain. And then separate the CTs from COs and dissect it like a Science student would to a frog. Analyse the different organs, what makes the frog jump, croak, tick and live; what turns his colour green; and where do the bloody insects go once swapped by his tongue. And then hope that like the very same Science student, I don’t faint.