Foggy Weekend
Friday night I ate a big bowl of rice cereal. It tasted too salty, so I grabbed the box to take a peek. And there it was. Not the sea salt, listed under ingredients, but the warning “contains gluten”. Oh, brother…
By next morning the mental fog had descended and I was trapped. I dragged from the moment I woke up. Earth’s gravity force has multiplied tenfold overnight, and all I wanted to do is remain horizontal for the rest of the day. The sadness and despair came lagging a few hours behind. No motivation to accomplish anything, no goal worth pursuing. Barely able to cover basic functions. Walking in molasses.
Sunday was the same. Managed to make it to Sunday Service at our Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, but after lunch collapsed on the outdoor swing and took a long nap. It did not help much. But at least this time I did not break out in itchy blisters.
By Monday morning the fog was gone. I had tons of energy, and life was grand again. Welcome back, Joy and Clarity!
So here is this blog entry, to remind myself here, in this space: no matter, how hard my diet is, it is all worth it. I shall not revisit the first four decades of my life again.
I also wonder, how many others keep walking in the fog….?
