My daughter has to have the corrective surgery on her eyes. My lab results came back abnormal. I just ate four salted caramel dark chocolate truffles. I’m pretty sure all of this is just part of some crazy dream I’m having of someone else’s life. The judgmental deer, the goat lady, the chickens, the six month separation, the losses, the trips to doctors, the candy store three towns over...nothing seems real today.
I’d say I just need a nap, but then I’d wake up and it would all be real again, and I’m entirely unprepared for that.