Shingles Vaccine - A Warning

Folks, I'll preface this by saying I have a background in science. I've always laughed at the conspiracy theorists hollering about "VaCcInEs ArEn'T sAfE!". Well, maybe this isn't the experience of everyone, but something has changed. I'm afraid my opinion of the shingles vaccines effects have changed. I didn't know this was going to happen, and I'm not sure I'm happy about it. I got my first dose late last year. Slightly sore arm for a few days, a mild fever for about 24 hours, then back to normal. Then, I started noticing something was....off. Things like sitting my my dining table, I noticed I wasn't starring at my phone, but instead at the bird feeder on my deck. I was noticing the different species visiting, their behavior, calls, what seeds they do/don't like, looking up birds from the area to ID them. I've never paid that much attention to these things before. I've also started losing interest in gaming, which has been a steady part of my life since the good ole NES. I'm not excited about the new games anymore. There is one that I'm pinning my hopes on, that somehow it will revitalize my desire to frag opponents, but it isn't even out yet. I'm hoping it releases soon, as my hope is diminishing. All I can think about is how to cut the angles on the wood project I'm building. Instead of going to dive bars and late night music shows, I'm going to art and historical museums. What?!?!?! I still have stoner rock blaring in my workshop, but I don't want to go put up with people, ESPECIALLY if I have to stay out past 9pm. I get grumpy. I can't stop thinking about how early I'm getting up to...go to the gym. Monday I got my second dose. TODAY I found myself walking the dog with the Merlin Bird ID app open, identifying different birds by their calls, and finding my daily bird. TONIGHT I was at an art museum for an opening, sipping wine, talking about pottery, then declaring that I'm tired by 6:45pm. Be careful, people. You don't know how this shot is going to affect you. I didn't ask to become fascinated with Red Breasted Grosbeaks, or the differences between Fish Crows and American Crows. And no, I'm not sure if I like oil or acrylic painting better. Depends on the artist and subject matter, I guess. I'm gonna take my vitamins and get ready for bed here shortly. Y'all stay safe.