I may have survived the mind-fog-bank that owned me for a couple of days but I'm getting peeved off with this mental haze.
I'm still being controlled but if I'm able to focus on what I want to do I can get it done.
It's taking extra spoons to get there.

What's the threshold of % mind fog where one can safely operate a car and write a chapter in a book? Yesterday, I putting things in wrong containers or wondering why I was in the kitchen. Yet, I wrote a full chapter that got to the point. Lots of description not action, but not half bad. Today... Wait, what did I first say here? Something about writing today's chapter? A famous quote applies:

"I trying to think but nothing happens." —one of The Three Stooges.

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