Nothing felt real yesterday. One thing after another it felt like a something that I would have dreamed. At any moment I felt like I was going to wake up and laugh to myself at the thought that was real. But I didn’t wake up. The day kept going, with thing after thing happening in the ways that I never imagined would actually happen. Friends were announcing unexpected pregnancies. I hung out with an ex, which varied wildly from being friendly to a lot of yelling, and then back to friendly. Pets were getting sicker. Work dynamics were being changed. Any of these things alone would have made it a weird day–a weird dream–but all in one? I didn’t even know how to process it.
Even as I laid down to go to bed, I fully expected to wake up and have to do Monday all over again. Imagine my surprise when my phone informed me it was, in fact, Tuesday. I wish I had something better for this post today–but to be honest, I wasn’t sure today was coming yet. Weird, weird day.