I think that this might be a universal feeling, but at the same time, maybe it only happens to me. Sometimes, just sometimes, I find myself so irrationally confused about the simplest thing.
It could be that I’ve been sleeping weird or that I’m over-stressed and under caffeinated, but over the past 24 hours, everything seems confusing. I lose my train of thought. I find myself in the hallway forgetting why I left my room in the first place. I even committed a cardinal sin (in my book, at least) and wore mismatching socks yesterday by mistake (didn’t realize until I took my shoes off).
And I guess it’s normal to be confused or space-y from time to time, but the irrational part is that I have absolutely nothing to be confused about. I know exactly what I’m doing. I know what I am supposed to be getting done. I know how to accomplish my tasks and I know that my deadlines are coming up faster and faster for certain projects.
But I still ended up doing the weirdest thing, it’s like I was on auto pilot. The problem is, the auto pilot was navigating me to Norway, when I was supposed to be flying to Argentina (which are in opposite directions for those of you that are geographically challenged). It went like this: one second I’m sitting at my desk, minding my own business, writing a paper. Then, BOOM, next thing I know, I’m looking at myself brushing my teeth in the bathroom mirror at 2 in the afternoon. Like how did this happen? How did I end up here?
I don’t mean I physically blacked out or anything, I was totally aware of what I was doing, it just doesn’t make sense why I did it and I guess in the long run, there’s nothing wrong with taking a tooth brush break, good hygiene is always necessary… but, I mean, I just, it makes no sense.
And that was the event that brought me to a few revelations:
First, I might be a Sim. Somebody out there on their computer is playing Sims 3 University and I am their character and they are interrupting my term paper writing to make me brush my teeth. Well played gamer, well played. But I’m never going to graduate college if you keep holding me up. So, knock it off.
Second, writing this paper is so boring that I would literally rather be doing anything else in the whole world, including but not limited to brushing my teeth.
Finals week is destroying my sanity.