The Norman Transcript
NORMAN — It must come as quite a shock to those who look down their noses on “regular folk” that everyone, including them, at one time or another experiences “brain fog.”
This does not necessarily mean those in the foggy state are dumber or lower on the social ladder than the haughty ones. It simply means some folks do not mind admitting to an occasional attack of brain fog. The good news is most people recognize the brain fog condition when it descends upon them, and are comforted by the knowledge that it is usually temporary.
Mind you, the “Schnoz im augen” types actually believe they are above most things which affect humankind. Do you know why they believe such drivel? The answer my friend is they think they are above such things. Hence, their permanent homes are located in brain fog land. Delusion is a wonderful thing, if it happens to someone other than you.
What? You do not know the phrase “Schnoz im augen”? Schnoz means nose and augen means eyes. Translation: Nose in the eyes. Loose interpretation: Some folks are so uppity that they poke themselves in the eye with the supercilious and prominent proboscis above their lips.
Now, let us explore the condition or state of being in brain fog.
Say you are driving to work, as you do every morning or afternoon depending on how high up the food chain you happen to be. There are extraordinarily long lines of cars on roads which are usually free from congestion. Then that forehead slapper moment comes along. School is back in session.
After creeping along at slower than inch worm speed, you finally arrive at work, probably late. Depending on the speed of your personal engagement mode, at some point you start the day performing the tasks at hand. But there is something wrong. Something about the day, you, or both, is off.
There is nothing to worry about. You are experiencing “brain fog.” The feeling that you are going through the motions and performing your appointed task correctly, but your essence remains disengaged. Think of it as an astral projection. You watch the robotic you from above or nearby. It is quite an interesting experience.
You may put it down to lack of sleep or allergies, but that may not always be the case. When the mind is bored-out-of-its-gourd, it tends to click into what can only be described in computer terms as “sleep mode.”
In essence, that fabulous computer in your skull tells itself, “There is nothing to see here. Feel free to zone out.” This zoned out state is another way of saying your mind is not focused on your driving, which can be dangerous and/or induce confusion.
For example, do you suddenly notice a building during your drive that you do not recall seeing before this moment? Or, do you walk up to a co-worker’s desk and ask “How long has that picture been on your wall?” To which the inevitable reply is, “Always.”
Have you ever gotten into your car after work, mentally checking off all the errands you must run? The next thing you know, your car is parked in the garage: (1) you did not stop at any of the places on your mental list and (2) you do not recall how you got from Point A to Point B.
The explanation for (1), your car is a mind reader and in spite of your “to do” list, it clearly heard “Go home.” As far as item (2) is concerned, check the front bumper for dents or other newly acquired damages. If it is dent and gore free, then you did not crash into anything or anyone, which is a good thing.
Now pour yourself a glass of wine and hope for a nice buzz instead of a brain fog.
Elizabeth is an author and freelance writer. website: www.elizabethcowan.com. Check out Liz Cowan’s novels: “The Dionysus Connection” and “The Marathon Man” on Amazon.com.