Part of the muteness here the past few weeks is that I can’t remember what I meant to write about. Before, I would have a thought, ruminate, and when I had a chance to get to my computer I would write and learn as I went. But these days, in the third trimester, my brain is toast just like people say about pregnancy brain.
I have lost so many thoughts. Trying to get ready for our trip was a comedy, lists upon lists, lists lost, and not even close to everything got done — I’m not even sure what was supposed to get done, I just know there must have been things to do but my brain couldn’t picture the larger logic.
I was going to write something else here, but I am only permitted one thought at a time. This one, about brain scatteredness, swept over whatever else it was I meant to say. The other thought may come to me soon, but let’s hope that when it does I’m near something to write with.