I can feel it in my bones I'm gonna spend another night alone

Mercury gained its forward speed and there I go, losing my mind again. The weekend was a big blur of sleep-walking. Either I remembered the conversation but don't remember who said it or I remembered flashes of faces but have no clues of what sort of interaction I engaged with.

It's like navigating the ship through the fog. I can't see where I'm going but I have a feeling I'm sailing in circle. It is likely that I am caught in the web of illusions of some sort. Then again, maybe that is just the right thing to do - sailing in circle. After all, rumor has it that the world is round.

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I woke up at the usual time. Got out of the house at the usual time. Got coffee like usual. Got in the car and it was half-an-hour LATER than usual. I still can't figure out what happened to that missing 30 minutes of my life.

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Not a sign of True Love, yet. Hence, the story of my life is still in limbo.

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There, is another area of my life that I am walking around in circle without any navigational system - to be or not to be, that is the question.

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Prefaire started. I am so happy to see the whole family again. So many names I didn't connect to faces and so many faces I didn't connect with names.

Bear with me, folks. I woke up not remembering who I am half-the-time.

Ahhh, faire: dusty roads, dusty air, dirt between my toes, dirt on my face, dirt in my hair. I forgot the feeling of being a human lightbulb, heating up in the middle of the night, emitting solar radiation like a bad trip of niacin overdosed.

And the itch! Oh, the itch. I had forgotten I'm allergic to direct sunlight. Damn the vampiric bloodline! I need to find my SPF70, the not so sticky kind.

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And speaking of faire and all things Elizabethan, can we say, "Hello, Daddy?"

Man, if Henry VIII was JRM-HAWT, I'm prepared to give him head my head anytime of the day!