The song - "There's got to be a morning after..." or at least that line of the song (it's not one I particularly like or even care about) keeps running through my head. It kinda sums up what goes on after I stretch my brain, memory and sense. Like a hangover, the brain fog post exertion is predictable. I can plan on it happening.
Writing today is a struggle. Words don't flow. I feel stilted and struggle with spelling, word choice, etc. It's just the way it is. For NOW....
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