No, I've never even considered that it might not be normal, actually, until really recently. I've been like this for as long as I can remember, so maybe it's just part of how my mind works. Maybe I'm really, really forgetful!

I guess the "what season is it" feeling is sort of a "where am I?" kind of feeling - after I've been zoned out for a little while or something. It's probably something everyone does and I'm thinking about it too much! Argh.

I did go upstairs to see what the book is that I'm reading. It's Bee Season.

Maybe I just need more sleep.

Oh well. I might talk to T about it tomorrow. Or not. Blah.