Brief stints of retardation can shock your brain into brilliance

Moving on to this morning….

I wake up from one hell of a bad dream at 9am feeling very out of sorts. Out to the back porch I go, rubbing my jaw with a cup of Sprite in hand. I plopped down and midway through my cigarette it dawns on me. My jaw hurts because I’m probably grinding my teeth again. *sigh* TMJ, welcome back into my life. I guess my stomping around woke D up because a bit later he emerged from the back door rubbing his eyes. I jumped right in to telling him all about my revelation. “Hey! I think I know why my jaw has been hurting so bad! I think the TMJ is back!” (I still feel weird, like I've forgotten something very important. No, it's just the bad dream.) I see him trying to digest this while at the same time trying to position himself out of the direct blinding sunlight. “Well hon” he says “You’ve been under a ton of stress; those temporaries are driving you nuts, my work schedule is driving you nuts and that big test you have to take Monday……….” He paused. “What?” I asked. “Uh, today is Wednesday, right?”. At this point I’m straining to follow his line of logic, “Yeah, so?” “Aza, you didn’t go to class this morning”. Blinking hard to understand this new train of thought,….*bam* it hits me, ”Oh shit!” I came back inside, ate some pudding and went back to bed.

How could I forget that I had class today!!?? I’m not doing well in this class, I’m trying to get ready for a major test Monday and we’re one month away from the term ending. This class is constantly on my mind. Not today apparently. Today my brain decided to give me the finger.

So there it is. D chalked it up to stress. I think something more sinister is at work. Paranoid? Maybe. Or maybe my brain is planning a full scale revolt. Could this have anything to do with all of the Ensure I’ve been drinking on my liquid diet? Elderly people drink Ensure. Elderly people tend to be forgetful. Do I see a conspiracy theory that somehow involves Ensure in its infancy? I feel like there’s a dim light struggling to come on within a deep black void.

Now I'm waiting for the brilliance.