But I had a wild experience Sunday morning and I didn't know where else to post this. I could have sworn that I was living in a dream Sunday morning. I was working on a project of mine but felt so disconnected from it that I kept losing my tools and just wandering around my shop. My father had to finally step in and help me. I remember thinking I was dead and maybe this was the afterlife, but I don't really believe in an afterlife so that's really atypical for me. It passed by early afternoon but it's really just the worst event in over a week now of feeling very dissociated/depersonalized.