caffeinated dragonflies

i've decided that my mind is sort of like a dragonfly that's just taken two caffeine pills and wahed them down with a bottle of vault. it doesn't ever stop doing things (terribly annoying sometimes), but here's why i'm writing about it:

lots of the time when i relate to brothers (or people in general) i like to make contingency plans for what would happen if...(insert something good or bad or neutral or whatever) or i'll try to piece together lots of things and get inside their heads and figure out their motives and intentions and everything else that i can about the way that they're thinking and why they're thinking that way (mmm...yeah, i'm a woman, what can i say? lol) my brain runs in circles and hovers for 5 seconds, skitters away, comes back, buzzes away again, like that demented dragonfly we talked about earlier. and then, eventually, i'll figure everything out (or at least everything will fit in a nice, satisfying order).

haha! i understand men! yep.

oh wait no. inevitably as soon as i think that i grasp how to relate with my brothers perfectly one of them (at least one) will do something that catches me completely off gaurd and i'll realize that all of the workings of my frantically fluttering dragonfly brain are just a silly illusion. i can't understand men! i most certainly can't understand christian men because they have the Holy Spirit inside of them and He's totally beyond my comprehension. all i can do, i guess, is love the brothers around me like a good sister should; luckily, that's something that i'm incredibly happy doing.