Something happened to me early Sunday morning. Maybe it happened before then and I didn’t notice. It was a definite shift, in my perception, that brings me outside myself to look and wonder: Have I lost my mind?Woke up at an ungodly hour Sunday morning (after sleeping only 2 hours) with a headache and not even wondering what/why things had happened the way they did the night before. This is unusual. I’m an extremely analytic person and you would think I would need to dissect every inch of that night. But no. Just went back to sleep and hoped I COULD sleep.
When we finally decided what was going to go down that day, I was scattered, probably because I was still wondering what the hell was going on. Lost my keys in my house, had to leave without them, and went off the grid and turned off my phone. It was like going on a mini vacation, where I HAD LOST MY MIND. Probably exacerbated by my lack of sleep, ingestion of substances, and the parallel universe I had found myself in.
This has happened before, but I wasn’t feeling this way afterwards. I don’t even want to guess motives, or try to figure out what happened. I’m just letting it be. I still haven’t gotten my brain back to process it anyways.
Found my keys the next day in my washing machine. Still no brain.
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