I was having a relatively simple conversation with my brother at my house when I realized there was a problem. I was trying to bring a word from my brain to my lips and it just wouldn’t come. I pondered, I furrowed my brow trying to push the word closer to my tongue but to no avail. The English language, the language that I love to use so creatively, now evaded me. I struggled to grasp for the word ‘futon’ but it was nowhere to be found in the cavity in my head.
I’ve been stumped before but usually, with a little persistence, the drum in my head begins to move and the words tumble like clothes in a dryer and eventually settle on my tongue. But this time there was no drum, nothing tumbled, nothing settled and I stood there, muted by my exhaustion.
I have been lethargic, to say the least, when I get home from work and can’t find the energy to conjure words from my brain to my fingertips or even to transfer words from a page to my brain. Writing and reading, once two of my favorite pastimes, are evading my realm of consciousness once again.
I am determined to tuck my body into the cocoon of my bed tonight, sleep until mid morning and wake feeling refreshed and ready to absorb words and create once more!