It’s a strange sensation, if that’s the word, being able to feel that your brain is not functioning properly. Even a minor grocery errand after breakfast cognitively exhausted, to the point where I questioned my capacity to multitask enough even to cross a street.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.