Other people post about their daily lives. My daily life is a struggle to accomplish whatever I most recently put on my To-Do lists. That includes responding to messages here and on Facebook, and posting here. Typing online is work for me. It takes effort. But I want human contact, so here I am.
Many days I simply don’t have the ability to articulate in any coherent way. You might note that this entry and the most previous one are more stilted and forced than some of my others. Yay, autism.
But I give myself a metaphorical gold star for effort, anyway.
Menopause causes brain fog. Lack of sleep causes brain fog. The heat causes brain fog. Right now I’m at about 75% awake, I would guess. I’d prefer to only type when I’m 100%, but that’s less than half of my days, so here I am, trudging through.