Rational?

Just when I thought I have been living on the moon and loving it, I am brought down to Earth with a bang. Someone thinks I rationalise too much. Two someones think the same. And I don't like it one bit. I have never seen myself a woman of reason, and I've got proof. If I'd gone with the reasoning, I'd probably have saved myself quite a few scrapes, and knocks and scuffs too. Where is the rational within me? Probably nowhere. I cannot even rationalise about shoes. I think that 500 shoes are not too much. And yet when that subject comes up, it makes people laugh because they don't think it's very rational. Perhaps where a couple of people are concerned I am no very bright. And that's ok because mentally-challenged me should have the right to live.. and to love. But it is exhausting trying to cope with the brainies. And perhaps I suddenly understand what it is all about. I was once in love with love. Not very rational. But that suddenly all changed. And although I still have my house on the moon, perhaps it's time I bought a one-way to Earth. That is difficult, and I like to blame it on the credit-crunch.