Last night I got a phone call from a family friend, my former babysitter, who I have not seen or spoken to in 2 years. She had gotten a call from Waco saying I was in jail. I was neither in Waco nor in jail. Still no idea what that was about.

Today is my dad’s birthday. He passed away over 7 years ago. I walked into work and they had birthday cake and ice cream set out. I’m still not sure who it’s actually for.

My mom called last night to make sure I wasn’t in jail. I made a joke about having an out of body experience. I’m honestly not sure it’s not actually happening.

Am I actually even awake? I feel like I’m part of the world’s dissociative state or something.

Either the world needs to start making more sense or it needs to let me go back to bed.