A Version of Me

The strangest thing about selling my car was the feeling I had today when the buyer drove it away down the driveway. Suddenly, exhausted. About to fall asleep right now exhausted. So at 3:30 in the afternoon I walked into the living room, lay down on the couch, and fell asleep. I woke up at 7:15, feeling remarkably similar to when I experienced that self-induced hypnosis. It felt as if a version of me had driven away, and I needed time to integrate the change. Or something. It’s an extra-ordinary sense, that’s for sure.
An hour and a half later, and I’m ready to crash for the night. What a weird day.