The past two week, my head has been n a fog. Like I am having the hardest time focusing and getting anything done.
The wife blames the heat. Says that it can take a lot out of you – makes me a bit loopy. And I have been out in the sun often this summer. I don’t think I have been out more than usual, but I will take my wife’s word on it.
I’ve been out with the kid. We’ve been hitting the local community pool daily. Not that I am always getting in the water and swimming around, but I do find a shady spot to sit and watch the kid. And we have been working on the kid’s soccer skills, which is about thirty minute every other day. And then there are the normal errands that I need to do.
Again, it all feels like the normal Summer exertions.
But something is up.
Reading has been an effort, and has just sitting down and writing. There is no pressure on me to do anything, other than needing to accomplish something creative so I feel like I have some worth and agency.
I’m not giving up here. I force myself to sit and hammer something out, even if it is only for a few minutes, and meaningless.
Just a strange feeling that is all over me.
