My brain has gone dark.
It began days ago. Only now do I feel it’s full effect.
Thoughts don’t come. I can’t hold even the simplest thing in my head. I walk around with no intention, direction or purpose.
One day I know what day it is. The week. The month. The next minute, I don’t.
In the past something like this would have concerned me. Now… I patiently wait. Knowing that I haven’t broken myself… I’m not falling apart. It’s just a phase. It will depart.
Until then… Instead of struggle, I let myself be. I do what little I can. I let everything else go.
Next week is the first anniversary of my father’s death. I know this weighs heavily throughout the recesses of my mind. And… That when I am ready… In it’s own time… My mind will come back online.