Fuzzy.
Lint matter replacing coherent thoughts, mental faculties, academic prowess…
Skilled focus diverted towards vagaries as weighty as fluff.
Deep wells of nothingness devouring time- consuming life.
A blurred, meandering path extending in several impossible directions- all fading, fading…
Fading into fuzzy, little lint matter…
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Imagine staring off into space with only an occasional thought glancing by. Imagine vaguely remembering that you have something urgent, something important to do, but struggling to grasp whatever it might be. Imagine a mental fog that is so thick, you can barely see to your basic needs, and those only by engaging your autopilot. This is the reality of “brain fog.”
Ivory Calla 