Scan

I wrapped my head around my brain.
It told me who I am.
I got...

Extrovert.
Irresponsible.
Eccentric.
Impulsive.
Nice.
Mostly Nice.

Thank god, I breathed in my meditation.
The usual jazz. Nothing new.
I prodded deeper in,
To the part of my brain that handles more complex issues.
I got:

Not in love.
Miss my best friends. Miss my family.
Want to entertain the world.
Want to make it big.
Insecurities: Lack of social acceptance. Lack of personal achievement.

Still, stuff both I and the world at large already know.

Something stirred from deep within. I prodded there.
The dark patch gently stirred, revealing nothing.
Just ripples on dark, inky depths. Murky, revealing nothing.
It's something I don't want to face.

I prodded.
The ripples were gentle, but the abyss was still there.