The days go by so fast that they are like a blur. Everything gets mixed together that I am not really aware of what happened when. Especially when my day is a blend of deja vu experiences where I’m sure I just did this or that.
These pictures were taken 12 hours apart. The one on the left was at 11 p.m. and the one on the right was at 11 a.m. the next day. Look familiar? Of course, I woke up and did other things in between. But it seems that I end up in this position during many parts of my day.
Is that a good way to spend my day? Let me think about that.
