I think I left a decapitated head on a park bench… If you happen to come across it, don’t touch it. It could be carrying some sort of disease, and God knows, I wouldn’t want some poor, unsuspecting person inflicting themselves with anything disgusting. Now that I think about it, maybe I should go back and get rid of it, throw it in a dumpster or something.
Yes, I think I’ll be considerate and do that in a few moments.
But while I’m still sitting here, does anyone happen to know why I was shoved into a Los Angeles that is currently going through a year that has already come and gone? Last time I checked, it was 2007 and I was in New York. And also dead.
But don’t for one second get me wrong. I really am relieved to be alive, even if I am now two years in the past. I can easily get over that.