Autopilot

Have you ever had one of those mornings where your brain goes into autopilot and you can’t quite remember the steps you took to get you to work,? It always worried me when this happens because I cannot recall if en route I had done something extremely silly or strange. I have been sitting here for the past few hours trying to recall what I did on the way to work, and nothing, it’s all a foggy blank. Knowing myself, it will probably come back to haunt me one day when I meet up with a friend who’s sitting with someone I don’t know and they’ll say. Yeah you’re that weird chick on the bus who hums, to herself and picks her teeth.