There's creative, random loose dog Right Side Brain Guy wanting to fly fancy free. He's in charge of setting our mind free, unhooking the leash, and giving our creativity a good goose. When he's out and about, where we end up is always in doubt.
And thankfully, or maybe just by default, in charge of locating some balance, of course Fence Sittin Brain Guy hovers in the middle, his grip tenuously holding on right and left. A path of least resistance kinda guy, he'd rather be stretched out on hammock or couch ideally with a remote and beer close at hand.
The three of them are more often than not at odds and not in sync. For any of them to make an impact, it takes at least a team of two, sometimes all three.
Yeah, as soon as I begin thinking numbers, dollars, and calendars, Creative brain Guy begins to sulk and mope in the corner. Shuts right down. Or tries to anyway. Some days I can kick him in the butt enough to help get creative with dollars, numbers, and calendars. But I would say Creative guy doesn't think much of Get er done guy's anal retentive ways. And always having their back, Mr Natural in the middle's insisting it don't matter, get it done, don't get it done, bottom line is tomorrow waking up again.
Keep it 'tween the ditches...........................