Living in Your Head

Do you have that time of day when you just kind of zone out? You know, you're just lost in thought, maybe talking aloud to yourself, oblivious to what you're actually doing?

For me, that time of day is in the morning. I'm walking around my apartment, getting ready for work, eating breakfast, grooming. My mind isn't really on what I'm doing. Maybe I'll put the orange juice in the microwave instead of the fridge -- because, hey, I'm holding orange juice, but I'm really thinking about making oatmeal. Know what I'm saying?

Sometimes I'll talk to myself. It may be unintelligible. It may be completely intelligible.

Today, I was in the bathroom, and I had just looked at my fingernails. Then, I looked up -- into the mirror -- and said (to myself): "Cut your fingernails you fucking junkie."

Now, I'm no junkie. And, I don't think I've ever shook hands with a junkie, much less examined his/her fingernails. But I said what I said nonetheless. It really just popped into my head.

Strange, huh? Yeah, I thought you all should know.