All is strange and vague...

It was easy to get lost in today. The ground was white. The sky was gray. I was looking out a window. Not to see anything in particular, just to have something to aim my eyes at. After a minute of that, I tried to pinpoint a sensation and there wasn't any.

I couldn't feel my clothes and I had to wiggle my fingers in my pockets to feel them. And I could, which was a relief. At least I wasn't having some sort of spell.

It reminded me of the time I was living alone in WV. I didn't get out much, except to go to work. (I didn't need to. Everything I wanted was home...) That was the summer I saw The Sixth Sense and it occurred to me later that I could've been dead up on the mountain and just didn't know it. I could still feel everything then, but it made me think of being dead or asleep, and not realizing it.

I went home and ate some imported Debbie Cakes and felt better. Ahhhh. Oatmeal Creme Pies to the rescue.