I knew today was going to be a struggle. The morning routine goes like this:
Unlock front door and window.
Go outside and open window. (It’s the easiest way.)
This morning I opened a new pouch of cat food and gave half of it to Seymour before sealing the rest with a kitchen clip. Then I turned the chair round to attend to tea. When I turned back I noticed that there was a pouch with a clip on it. “Oh, there was one already open,” I thought. “Now where’s the one I’ve just opened?” The next five minutes are spent searching for the one I’d just opened. There’s only one clip. It was a sign: Sit down and do nothing. Now why has the text gone funny?
We love brain fog.