So today I was walking to therapy, a part of town that I know like the back of my hand....some how I ended up on the opposite side of town, have no recollection of making my way in that direction...when I came "to" I couldnt not recognize my surroundings, but I knew my destination...I finally found the place...that I go weekly. Ugh. I hate this. It happens all the time and I hate it. Every day...I'm lost for at least a little while. Maybe it would be better if I would just stay lost.
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