I'm not even sure how to explain this in a way that makes sense but I was on my way to bed feeling inspired and positive only to find that someone was sleeping in my bed. "WTF!?!?! Who the f*ck was sleeoing in my bed!?!?!" I tried to wake them up but they wouldn't move. It took me several minutes to realize that the intruder in my bed was ME. I just didn't have the capacity to deal with what just happened and attempted to distract myself by making art. I then lost most of my self awareness and I lost track of all time. It was a blur to me. I'm not exactly sure how long this lasted or remember much of what I did, which was really jarring when I finally "touched home." I'm guessing it was somewhere between 2 days to a week but honestly, it felt like I had spent eternity in there so who knows? Has anything like this ever happened to you guys here? Am I making any sense?