Do you ever wake up some mornings and think the world's decided to go mad and forgotten to let you know so you're, like, the only sane person left?
I don't know why I feel that way this morning. Perhaps it's because I'm still reeling from jerk-face who cut me off the other day when he had a red light and then proceeded to swear at me. Or maybe it's because I can't believe a story about a woman with a gazillion pairs of shoes would actually make the news when there's real, serious stuff to be talked about. Or MAYBE it's because I've found myself laughing at the ridiculousness of a situation that would have ME signing my name on bookmarks. I mean, yes it's cool, but come on? Who would honestly want MY signature?! I'm just Emily (i.e. not cool enough to be experiencing any type of awesome).
The world that's existed this past week has been absolutely and utterly insane. And I'm having a very hard time wrapping my mind around all of it.
Do you ever get that way? What do you do about it? Is there a special chocolate I can eat to make it all go away? :)
Oh! I just thought of something! This MUST be common! Maybe this is why zombie stories about MCs surrounded by mind-eating crazies are so popular. Resistance is futile... :P