A few months is a long time to not be able to think straight.
Especially for someone who really enjoys being able to think straight.
And so it's all the more worse to be living through this.
And I do hope that it is through it because I'm not ready to accept
that this is how I have to spend the rest of my life.

I've been over all the hypotheses. I've been trying to narrow it
bit by bit. The most likely thing I can think of is my lung are still
just not 100% back from the abyss. Since the brain requires a lot of oxygen
any fall short of need probably manifests itself as what I'm feeling.
That would also explain why just moments after I awaken in the morning I feel
fine. And that's the only time I feel fine. I kiss those moments good bye
as soon as the day begins.

All my mental tasks are that much more difficult to pull off.
And since my job requires a high performing mind my work suffers.
And so I suffer.

Now, I have been keeping track. And I do know that from what i've ready it
takes between 1 and 3 months to really get over pneumonia. And I was sort of hoping
that my short week of clarity was going to last. But it did not.
It turned out to be a short blip in the graph.

And so I wait, in a purgatory with walls of broken alveoli.