Yesterday was a very strange day for me most of the day. For some reason I kept thinking it was 9/11/09 instead of 8/11/09, so much so that I realized later in the day that I had even written 9/11/09 on the date line of the check I wrote to my doctor in the morning. All day I kept wondering why no one was observing the anniversary of 9/11/01.
Finally, later in the day, it sunk into my thick skull that I was a month ahead of myself. Unfortunately, I have no predictions as a result of my "trip" into the future. We're all still on our own as it relates to living day by day.
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Half the time I have no clue what day of the week it is anymore, much less the actual date.
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