I'm so confused right now!

Ok, so here's where I'm at in life. It's Sunday.

Well, that's pretty much it.

And what is a Sunday? If I find something that takes a Sunday to happen, then surely that must be what a Sunday is? So if it takes me an entire Sunday to get out of bed, then every following morning when I snooze myself through breakfast, is a Sunday. Not scientifically correct but it'll do for me.

So really, today must be Monday.

If you ask me to look at the sky, there's nothing stopping me from going beyond the sky to space and beyond space into fantasy. There is no frame telling me to keep within its boundaries and even if there were I'd still look outside the frame because what is a painting without the wall surrounding it and what is an object without the space surrounding it? So when someone asks me what my plans for the week are I immediately overview my entire life.