Unsurprisingly, because I had a very stressful few days, and then spent three hours playing board games, and then got not-enough sleep.
I often feel like the mushiness of my brain is completely inscrutable and random, but it’s really not that random. It’s just hard to recognize patterns when my brain is mush, I guess.
Note to self: the whole idea of being precariously verbal, that you sort of touched on in that post about identity language? That’s probably important. Revisit that.