8.04.25: Remembering
It’s 11:52 p.m. I’m lying in bed, lights off, calm. Then my brain goes: “Remember that thing you said in 2011?” And now I’m wide awake, defending myself in a fake courtroom against an imaginary jury of ex-friends. I lose every time. I try to sleep. I check the time. 2:17 a.m. I’ve scrolled Zillow listings in Portugal, watched a video of a dog meeting a dolphin, and somehow ended up on a Reddit thread about nuclear bunkers. I fall asleep at 3:43. Wake up at 7. Brain says, “Why are you tired?” I don’t know, man. Why am I?
