When my brain is blurry, things are in hesitation at best. No progress is made, or slow to begin. What kind of wash is needed to pour away this soot from my neurons? Is it the words or the art? Or is there even a difference? Does me typing this help? Or is it you reading it that makes it so?
I pause to think.
You pause to think.
We are breathing the whole time without realization.
How funny our blurry brains can be.