Brain fog is a charming phrase for the moment you open the refrigerator and find your phone, then stare into the yogurt like it owes you money.
It is not simple forgetfulness. It is cognitive static. Words vanish. Tasks fragment. Names hide in the walls.
The room knows what I wanted. It refuses to cooperate.
The part nobody puts in the brochure
And because women have been trained to minimize discomfort, we call it being scattered and apologize to everyone except the endocrine system staging a coup.
The worst part is not forgetting. It is knowing that you used to move through your mind like a familiar house, and now all the furniture has been rearranged by goblins.
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