My mind gets cloudy, if I am not careful I could easily lose track of time, of places and people. Sometimes I forget what language I am using, words come out of my mouth sometimes freely, sometimes limping. I no longer know what word was born in the vocabulary of my childhood or in my adopted English.

It takes minutes to correct this nonsense behavior, where I am from and where I am standing, it is silly to forget.

“Mental Fog” by Elizabeth Sanchez. 24” x 36” Oil on Panel