I just lost a day. Seriously. I passed out last night at 12:12 a.m.
I remember this. I remember it exactly because I looked at my watch right before my computer finished loading up from a usual reboot.
I woke up 9 minutes ago. Exactly.
When did I wake up?
I wasn't even tired and I didn't have terrors.
I didn't even dream.
I didn't even change clothes or brush my teeth or anything.
Worse than that? I woke up at my house.
I was at the apartment when I last remember.
Even worse than that?
I left my car at the apartment. Which means I must have walked.
15 miles. Of walking.
I hate walking.
Things are fucking weird. I am going to go figure some shit out and come back later with some more information.
Fuck this shit, I'm out.