Yesterday was one of those days that took a turn off True and ended up in Rod Serling’s backyard. I kept trying to accomplish something—anything—but the fog rolled in and my brain rolled with it. I thought I was tired, so I tried to take a nap, only to feel the agitation energy buzzing in my torso and limbs. So I got up and tried to focus on pulling material together to start making Halloween and Christmas cards. Pretty soon, my head lolled on my neck. Okay, so back to bed.
Back and forth, back and forth, all day I zombie-walked from bed to work table to laundromat to pool, trying to find my way out of No Man’s Land. No wonder zombies eat brains—any brain has to be better than the dead one in my head.
Cue theme music. Twilight Zone Theme
And, we’re out.