The synaptic impulses lumber through my head like something really slow and... LUMBERING

Am experiencing brain fuzzy at present. Can't form thoughts. Can't make words. Can't make grammatically correct sentences. The rain falls but the trees still weep. Can't make coherent sentences. When I was six, pink was my favourite colour. Appear to be experiencing non-sequitur-itis. Normal services will resume eventually. Probably. Don't trust the elephant, it's the caterpillar who dances at sunset. Can't make coherent paragraphs.