Hazy Week

Blogging often feels challenging, and the biggest hurdle is maintaining a routine and posting regularly. Some weeks are tougher than others. Sometimes, an entire week passes by, and I cannot recall anything I did during that time. I often go back and check my phone’s gallery to jog my memory. I don’t know if this is due to my perimenopausal brain fog or something more serious.

I wish to live life to the brim, filling my days with rich experiences, growth, and personal connections. However, this often becomes my Achilles’ heel, and I end up feeling exhausted. Last week was one of those weeks where I kept myself super busy. I went to the movies, had a coffee date with a friend, met family, attended a Zadenkai, and went to my crochet club. Now, as I try to recall it all, I’m left feeling drained. I want to slow down, but life is becoming hectic with long-term guests at home, too many social obligations, and watching pointless reels. There is nothing more that I wish to write today.

I hope things are all fine on your end. Unlike me, I hope your weeks are not blurred? Let me know about your life. Till then, take care.

Joining Vinitha‘s two hundred and forty-eighth edition of Fiction Monday with the word prompt Brim.