“Today I feel like I did tomorrow.”
― Carroll Bryant
And I do…did.
Wonder if this is indicative of some sort of cognitive behavioral awareness, thingy….
Could it be time travel? Schizophrenia? Alternate universe theory?
I think I’m going with the latter.
Bunny whacked me hard in the face this morning. I bent down to check Molly’s new citronella-spray-please-shut-the-feck-up collar and the Bunster jumped as I bent and hit my poor little turtle nose with her hard, fat head. It was not a meeting of the minds.
Hurt like hell and still does. She gave me a headache.
Bob loves that dog. I’m inclined to think she’s half human just because of the way she looks at me with her big, brown, pretty, intelligent eyes.
Molly stares with big, brown, neurotic, needy eyes.
Well there’s my alternate universe theory. I’m surrounded by men and dogs. That has to be an alternate to any sort of sane universe.
I could be experiencing some sort of Benjamin Button effect. Living younger would certainly explain the concept of experiencing tomorrow’s physical wellness a day ahead of time.
I am seriously deranged. Quantum physics anyone? I’m selling if you’re buying!
Please don’t send the men in little white coats. Let’s wait and see if I have black eyes from the Bunster’s impression of an iron skillet to the face. That would throw this whole thing into the realm of concussion and we could discharge the insanity plea.
Oh my. Nonsense atoll. That would be a coral reef lacking any coherent meaning. Right?
Chocolate has to be the answer.
Nonsense Atoll, hehe
Oh please, oh please, oh please share your thoughts!