ASLH

ROD but my mind is elsewhere. It all happened just last night though. Genius got wasted again. I am thankful to have an owl for a cousin so I did not need to crash at my brother’s place.

I would not let him catch me dead in that state.

More importantly, just what did go down last night? I vividly recall getting so pissed at work in general, I pretty much opened the valve and made Nel and Mar take it all in. Just friends turned collateral damage in one night. I’ve yet to figure out how to make it up to them for being a nuisance.

What else went down? NOT my dopamine levels, that’s for sure. I remember passing out for a bit. And contrary to my expected lapse in memory, I somehow manage to remember the feeling of fingertips somewhere around the back of my head. I even remember actually wondering why Remi was not drawing circles on the skin of my neck yet. I was freaking anticipating that part. In retrospect, I now remember what exactly happened.

Shit.

How did he know my spot? I hope I didn’t say anything. Did I blurt out his name? Who we are? What I am? Or did my brain regress all the way to 2017 and whined all about Arthur instead? Why do I have zero recollection of the things that actually matter? Instead, I remember Ros hanging around and sampling my enoki mushrooms. I remember the names of the patients he wanted reports to and the rest are just too dumb to waste time and precious cyberspace on.

I even remember arriving safe at home and giving Yuri a call to thank him for the snack!

What’s even funkier is that at this ungodly hour of one in the morning, I’m getting all woozy, after an entire day of 100% functionality. Did someone spike my tea while I was at the blood bank or something? It feels as if I’d taken three full shots all of a sudden. And I’ve got this vague crepitus thing going on when I poke around my right supraclavicular triangle thing.

What the hell.