(Random thoughts from a fellow human being) Do you ever have one of those days where you feel like an observer of your own life? Like you're just watching yourself move through the motions, like a hovering ghost watching from above. You watch your body move - shower, make breakfast, drink your coffee, leave for work - but you aren't actually there, present in your physical form. What a funny thing that is. Feels almost robotic, but you can't seem to snap back out of that ethereal state...