I wonder what day it is?

I was laying in bed last night doing a little bit of thinking. I never used to do much thinking. I used to get up and go to work seven days a week. Indentured servant. Indentured to a life of servitude not to any particular person, just to the American Dream.

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You know what though? I didn't have a problem with that, and I still don't. I really enjoy it. It's true. I love writing, and I often wish I could just make my living writing books. I also know that I would miss the people that I work with.

So now I have a weird situation where I was thinking last night and realizing I don't remember what movie I saw. I know that I saw a movie, but I don't remember what movie it was. That's because I watch a movie just about every night nowadays. I never used to. But I've been stuck inside for like 5 months now.

All around me people are dying. I know some people are in a state where it seems like the Coronavirus is not a big deal, but that's not what's going on around here. My neighbors are being taken away in ambulances, people are being evicted and having no place to live...it's incredibly traumatizing everywhere you look.

So I'm not really liking going outside much, and that's fine. But it's causing a strange situation. I don't remember what I saw on TV last night.

I was pretty sure today was going to be Monday also. Guess what? It is Thursday. That's a pretty big jump from Monday to Thursday. The thing is... I don't know if it's Monday or Thursday or Wednesday or Tuesday because I'm not getting up and going to my job at the restaurant.

I don't have a schedule I need to follow up on, and that was cool for a month or two. And if I could just write books every day it would probably be cool forever... but I will say I wish I had made more friends outside of my restaurant. I don't get to see my regulars. I don't get to see my co-workers. And I don't remember what movie I saw last night, and I've been sitting here all day thinking about it, and I still can't remember what movie I saw last night.

How is that even possible? And no I haven't been drinking.

So it makes me wonder what day is it? What did I watch on TV? Did I shower? Did I brush my teeth or eat lunch? I don't know the answer to any of these things anymore. It makes me think that living inside is such a strange situation.

I wonder what day it is?