My right-hemisphere has been super active, to the point I can pick up a pen or a pencil and a piece of paper and start doodling a hand or a foot or a building. You had to have known me, in person, for a while, to know how earth-shattering this is.
The other side of the story is, I've been unable to read and take things in; not the City Council blurb on fireplace-replacement interest-free loans, not the newspaper, not even weaving blog posts. So I've been visiting, but just admiring the pics. If I've left inappropriate or that's-not-the-point kind of comments, it would be because I didn't read them, and I apologize. To date, I have about 73 bookmarks in the "wblogs READ!!" folder, but I'll revisit another time. It also to do with my eyesight, too, as I can't focus.
I've noticed my hemisphere-dominance switching from time to time in the last couple of years, but I've never experienced it this drastically. Without minimizing the seriousness of those who have real problems, but because I know no other adequate term, the only way I can describe it is I feel like a savant without the talent.
I also feel that I'm unable to look at the big picture, or organize different strands of ideas, but have an incredible ability to concentrate on some minute details or just once process in a big series or group; also something relatively new to me.
Albeit not as severely, it's been affecting my ability to write; I seem to jot throwaway lines intending to revise, but I feel less able (willing?) to understand what I meant in the first instance. Confusing stuff.
I realize some of my recent posts read like unconsidered ooh-ahh dribbles. But whereas a more mature person may refrain from posting at times like these, not being a woman of few words, I've accumulated a list of things I've been meaning to post, so I think I'll give some of them a go.
(In other words, I'm distracted but I'll post anyway.)