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Eureka

Little did I know how the day would unfold when I woke up this morning. However, I was as pleased as punch when I realised I hadn’t woken up once during the night. It was about time, though. The last two weeks, seasoned with restless nights, took their toll. My system was close to exhaustion. I wasn’t thinking straight, and even the easiest chores seemed like hard labour. Nevertheless, my energy was at rock bottom, barely reaching my soles.

Anyway, let’s navigate back to today. Since I made the first essential step towards complete recuperation - sleeping like a log uninterrupted - I had high hopes for the rest of the day. My mind was full of beautiful ideas and plans, and my brain became a racing track for thoughts galloping like an impetuous foal. I really was full of beans even though the unequivocal signs of brain fog were written all over my face - a grotesque still-life on a bio canvas.

When I finally accommodated myself with my dreary reflection in the mirror - as I’ve been doing for more than five decades - the weather spoiled the fun. Grey clouds gathered suddenly, heralding a menacing period. As the temperatures and the pressure dropped, so did our mood. What we found initially uplifting turned into an energy magnet sucking all the remnants of a long-forgotten energetic state, which made me think of the potential causes of our tenuous condition.

As my mind attempted to comprehend the possible causes, a sudden epiphany lit up the darkest corners of my mind, conducing to an overall understanding. It suddenly dawned on me that despite recovering from COVID-19, some of its notable long-term side effects are intense fatigue and brain fog. All of these factors can be attributed to our current condition. All these unpleasant factors, seasoned with an unusually early spring, contributed to our current mental and physical states. Eureka, at least we know the reasons.

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