Have you ever felt like you don't know yourself? Like there was some random person inhabiting your body who you didn't understand? I have that right now, at this particular blip in time in my little blip of an existence. Tho feeling will doubtless be gone tomorrow, which is why I'm staying up later than I'd prefer to record what I think about it, before the blip of a feeling escapes. I don't understand the way I've been acting today-- thank goodness words have not yet forsaken me.
Well, apparently words have forsaken me after all. I cannot think. My brain appears to be either pushed aside to make room for someone else, or just completely gone. The latter option seems more likely. How uninspired.
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