It's Thursday today. Did you know? I didn't.
No, I'm serious, I was on my way to the gym and I seriously thought it was Friday. The thought process went something like, "tomorrow's Saturday, I can have a nice little lie in. Except, that's odd. Isn't the gym closed on Fridays? So why am I going there? Oh, that's right, it's been Thursday all day. I knew that. That means I have to get up early tomorrow. And I wouldn't have slept in on Saturday anyway, because I have to run. Stupid marathon. I can have a lie in at the end of November. Wow, the end of November. That's far. It's practically Christmas. I need to get a Christmas cake. Ooh, what kind should I get? We're not having KFC this year, gotta put my foot down, we can at least make a nice nabe.... Why do I always end up thinking about cake? Am I a cakeaholic? Is there even such a thing? Maybe I could go to cake rehab. They probably have that in Hollywood..."
Sometimes, my thought process alarms me.
As does the fact that I've been hearing singing all day. Choirs were following me everywhere. I was starting to get a bit concerned, maybe I needed more sleep and/or serious therapy. Then, someone told me the students are beginning to practice for the festival that's held in November. Phew! That's a relief! I'm not crazy.
Not yet anyway...