I’m not in charge here — why they want me to decide, is a mystery…
Lost my mind again Let me know if you happen to see it go by
The noun escapes me — Describe it — talk around it. Brain fog settles in.
Memory’s obscured Wait a sec, I’ll think of it Lost the note I wrote
Many people, I suppose, have experienced what it is to be standing onstage behind a thick, weighty velvet curtain. So, imagine what it feels like to tug on the ropes of the curtain’s edge, doing your very best to open it up… and it just…won’t… move…. That’s one way that I can describe chemo brain.Continue reading “The Fog”