rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
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Reset Thirty-Five, Day Sixteen

A lot of sleeping at a lot of odd hours, and a lot of woolgathering at most of the others, and Wednesday vanished like Tuesday's clouds, but leaving no trace. I have a vague impression of tossing out some bread that went moldy, and then eating something other than what I'd planned, but damned if I can remember what it was. I'm sure I could dig the memory up if I concentrated, but I'm equally sure there'd be no point in that.

I also remember remembering that I've forgotten to buy spare light bulbs, and I could be needing them soon since some of mine are going on three years old and likely to burn out any time now. I need to remember to remember such things when I'm making out a shopping list, not at some ungodly hour of the dark morning when I'm wondering if I ought to try to sleep more. Because things are weird. And by things I mean my brain and what it does.

But then the world is undeniably weirding, too. It has been announced that Metallica and Billy Joel will be doing a show together in Las Vegas, and even my weirded brain won't wrap itself around that. How can such things be? What has become of my world, once reasonably strange but now batshit crazy? Will I wake up tomorrow to find that Melania Trump has divorced The Donald and affianced herself to Conan O'Brien? I blame the lockdowns. Nothing will ever again be what used to pass for normal. And to think that I have to face it all on too little sleep, and without donuts. And maybe in the dark, should my lamps burn out before I get fresh bulbs.

Too much has become too much for my aged brain to deal with. Take me now, Jesús! And when did you start driving for Über? ¡Ay, caramba! I must be hallucinating!
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