Yesterday, I tweeted, "This place feels unfamiliar. My life feels unfamiliar."
It was the most bizarre feeling. I was laying in bed, the same bed I've had for five weeks, staring up at the ceiling, the same ceiling I've laid under for five weeks, and I had no idea where or even when I was. Mostly, I had absolutely no idea who I was.
All I could think was, "How on earth did I get here?"
I'm still wondering.