Weirdest feeling EVER
I think the results of going to the psychologist finally kick in.
This morning I woke up with the feeling that my bed was completely covered with notes in the size of post-it notes. And it was cold and I didn’t have a blanket. And I had to put the notes together to create the blanket. The problem was that the notes didn’t simply stick together: I had to find which notes had something similar written on them to stick them together.
Talk about confusion…
