As if your alarm clock was the theme song to the Twilight Zone, and everything you do and experience feels strange, pegging your day as one best spent in bed instead of trying to get anything done? …. garbage can, back to the table, and out to my car, schlepping slowly in a busy, lunch-time parking lot, cars whizzing by, take-out line long and crazy, and there I was, gimping along, trying to get to my car and seated so I could go home and make sense of my weird day. …

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Twilight Zone Kind-of Weird