Reflections on Fuzzy Brain Syndrome

There's nothing like that fuzzy feeling from sleeping too long and then staying in bed for hours on end. Although switching from contacts to glasses may have something to do with it also. When you finally get up, your equilibrium is all thrown off, which is trippy in itself. Even worse is when you go outside - the bright light, vibrant colors, sounds, and smells accost your senses, and you simply stand for a few moments, dumbfounded. You register the clarity in which you see everything, wanting to somehow capture it, knowing all the while that it is merely the fuzziness of your brain overcompensating. It's almost unpleasant. Your brain tries to comprehend everything at once, but your senses, especially your sight, can't keep up. It's frustrating, and you feel a little dizzy and sick. The sun comes out, your favorite time of day, casting a perfect, ethereal glow over the new spring landscape, and you are once again struck by its beauty. You wonder if anyone else notices, realizes how perfect it all is in its creation, but you know they don't. This is when you feel the most religious - viewing the simplicity and beauty that God has created, unseen by so many despite how often it is looked upon. In this fuzzy state you gaze upon the world with fresh eyes, wishing you could stay in the moment forever. Suddenly all your thoughts make sense, but it doesn't matter. All other usual worries seem inconsequential. You find yourself wishing you weren't surrounded by other people, people who don't understand your purpose, judging you silently as they walk, jog, ride by, if they even notice you at all. Their reasons for being here are merely for convenience, not to breathe in the religion you keep rediscovering. Because that's what it is, rediscovery. The image is thought to fade, but instead each time it is so new that you can't imagine having seen it before. You want to cry, you want to sing, you want to lie down and simply drink in the peacefulness through every pore. You want to make your mark upon it somehow, somehow capture perfection, all the while knowing it would be impossible. In your revelations the fuzzy feelings dissipate and you feel re-energized, but most importantly, calm. For the first time in a long time, you are totally calm.