I woke up this morning with a lot on my mind. Thinking back over things that have happened and been said over the past few weeks. For weeks I have been going about my business. Doing the usual things. Interacting with the usual people. But suddenly this morning during my drive to work I had a very weird feeling come over me. I suddenly felt as if I was a character in a Stephen King book.
Over the last few weeks, and especially the last few days, things have been happening that have upset me. There are certain people and situations that I don’t believe are as they appear to be on the surface. Abruptly this morning it was as if everyone’s masks had been ripped off and I could see what they really are. The odd thing is it isn’t just these few people that I’ve been dealing with, its like everyone. Its not just this one or two problems with one or two people, its suddenly every little detail in dealing with other people is somehow all connected to one outcome.
I don’t want you to think “Anna’s gone off her rocker.” I don’t do drugs. I rarely drink and every more rarely drink to excess. So these feelings are clear headed “rational” sensations. In some bizarre way I feel like I and a whole big group of other people are being swept along towards some kind of life changing climax. I can’t quite explain the feeling, but it is very odd and real.
Maybe I just need to lay “Wicked” aside and get a good night’s sleep.