I used to be smart. I could solve complex problems in a chemistry lab. I could find the values of both x AND y in an algebraic equation. I didn’t think pi was a typo or a dessert with a flaky crust.
I analyzed literature with the best of them, effortlessly gathering symbolism and connecting far-flung dots. I wrote killer papers and spoke thoughtful words.
Then I had children. I don’t know what happened, but my intelligence disappeared, almost overnight.
Maybe it began with the sleepless night...
Published on April 12, 2018 05:32