billenium

Everything is so wierd. I'm sleepwalking through my days, when I'm not just sleeping through them. It's going to come back and bite me soon. I think maybe I have a lot on my mind, I'm always distracted, I have to get away for a while. I have to leave it all behind for a while, get my head clear. Too much deja vu, I don't trust my senses too much any more. Or my memory. It's all a big jumble. Everything is so wierd.