I’ll keep this short and sweet because … well, that’s all I can do right now.
I’ve left work the last few days/nights not just physically tired, but mentally vacant. Not a good look. It’s like all reason and power have been drained from my brain. My prayers have boiled down to the rudimentary “Lord, help me.”
My mother has a name for it: brain overload. I call it “steel plates ahead.” Like the sign construction crews put up when repairs are in progress and they don’t want folks to drive/walk/cycle into the huge hole the plates cover.
I just checked my Facebook page and my girl Fab seems to be in the same predicament. Her status: “I have so much on my mind that I am drawing a big BLANK! Overload!”
The funny thing is that I use the term “steel plates ahead” to describe those dear souls who seem to be one or two fries short of a Happy Meal … all the time. Those who aren’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed.
Friends, I am feeling today like one of them!
Be careful what you give the side-eye to…
How do you handle a “steel plates ahead” frame of mind? What gets you through that vacuous time?