The Brain: Look, Mom! A rainbow!
Me: Wow! That's beautiful! Thanks for pointing it out to me!
The Brain: Can we go look for the pot of gold?
Me: Funny, son.
The Brain: I know what the real pot of gold is at the end of the rainbow. It's just the enjoyment of being at the end of the rainbow.
Me: Yeah, unfortunately, when you get close, it disappears.
The Brain: Well, maybe rainbows are everywhere; we're just too close to see them.
Hmmm. Something to ponder.
