For the past few days I have felt off-kilter. I have been stumbling through my funhouse, clutching at the tilted walls, scrambling across the undulating floors, peering in the distorted mirrors.
It's a little disconcerting.
It's a little dizzying.
I don't remember exactly when or why I handed over two carnival tickets and walked through that dark door.
I hope I find the Exit soon.
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