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In the first light of dawn fog shrouds the trees and gentilizes the landscape softens hard edges unifies everything. What is the fog telling me? Subtract the number of details that consume attention and energy. Unify the landscape of life into something more simple. Maybe I should listen to the wisdom of the fog.
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Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
Wisdom of Fog
The crowds around me are consuming arms of voices booming echoes everywhere enveloping the silence Overstimulation rises in my blood pressure This storm distracts me from my task but what task The bread in my hand reminds me of what Mom asked Get your head in the game Maya! That constant voice rings again inside my head I remember where I am what I’m doing it’s not a storm only a store Mom tasked me with putting the bread away It’s the wrong brand Get your head in the game Maya! Again at school with a test in a quiet room pencil pressed to paper The voice in my motor brain grows louder booming with words I know what I’m doing I know this pencil should move should write should turn the mess of words in front of me into sentences But I can’t my brain won’t send the message to my hand Just write! Move! Focus! Don’t look around the room! But I do And once I look it’s all-consuming the posters on the walls the other kids who somehow take the test perfectly Get your head in the game Maya! When I tell my friends I didn’t finish they ask Why Maya it’s so easy I want to scream that I know I know how easy it is I know I can do it I know I’m smarter than this So why can’t I show it? They laugh and they point I wish I were older, but it doesn’t help; age doesn’t matter. I learn there is more to me than this, and I must live with that truth. So instead of racing and rushing, I learn to cope. I learn to work with myself. I learn to love myself. And soon, others will too. No more get your head in the game. No more thinking I’m crazy. You’re doing great, Maya. It’s just ADHD.
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Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 12:07 PM UTC
Unfocused, Not Unintelligent-
The crowds around me are consuming arms of voices booming echoes everywhere enveloping the silence Overstimulation rises in my blood pressure This storm distracts me from my task but what task The bread in my hand reminds me of what Mom asked Get your head in the game Maya! That constant voice rings again inside my head I remember where I am what I’m doing it’s not a storm only a store Mom tasked me with putting the bread away It’s the wrong brand Get your head in the game Maya! Again at school with a test in a quiet room pencil pressed to paper The voice in my motor brain grows louder booming with words I know what I’m doing I know this pencil should move should write should turn the mess of words in front of me into sentences But I can’t my brain won’t send the message to my hand Just write! Move! Focus! Don’t look around the room! But I do And once I look it’s all-consuming the posters on the walls the other kids who somehow take the test perfectly Get your head in the game Maya! When I tell my friends I didn’t finish they ask Why Maya it’s so easy I want to scream that I know I know how easy it is I know I can do it I know I’m smarter than this So why can’t I show it? They laugh and they point I wish I were older, but it doesn’t help; age doesn’t matter. I learn there is more to me than this, and I must live with that truth. So instead of racing and rushing, I learn to cope. I learn to work with myself. I learn to love myself. And soon, others will too. No more get your head in the game. No more thinking I’m crazy. You’re doing great, Maya. It’s just ADHD.
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