Strange

I feel so weird today. Like I'm not even here. Everything is so strange, smells strange, looks strange. The light is weird. It's pouring outside but it looks so bright. My clothes smell clean, but in a different way, I can't stop sniffing them. Cigarette smoke... And I stink, but I showered just yesterday. Wait, no... it can't have been yesterday, I was asleep then... There's something I've got to do, but I've forgotten what it was. The sounds are confusing me, there's a whistling beyond, or within the rain. How is that possible? I'm disoriented, on low drive. I'm listening for something, trying to type quietly so I won't miss it. Something's gnawing inside me, I can feel it. Or I can't, I'm not sure. Maybe this has to do with how I've been sleeping, everything's up-side-down. Too much coffee, too much time... too something. I started writing on my story again, but then I stopped. Got stuck on a word. It's just one word, that shouldn't stop me. But it did. And now I'm... what am I? I'm lost somewhere. Don't really know where I am, but I think I'm in some sort of twilight land, between night and day, awake and asleep. Maybe I never woke up, maybe I never went to bed.