Broken Brain

What did you expect to happen?

Misty has broken me.

It’s taken two years of inactivity and no motivation; leaving everything to me to manage and remember — but she’s finally done it. She’s broken my brain.

I used to be able to make lists and follow through on marking things off while adding new tasks. No more.

My green notebooks of lists lie filled with unfinished tasks, ideas, goals…

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