Just got done watching this movie. Ashton Kutcher impresses me now in a way that I hadn't expected.
But I am left with this feeling that there is something to this. It's like the number of times that I've had these reality shifts-- the kind of thing where things subtly change, and things are different on the other side. Kind of like when you leave your car keys on the table, and they you feel the change, and the car keys aren't on the table anymore but they're in your jacket pocket. Or You put on a black shirt this morning, but when the change happens you're wearing a gray sweater.
I think things are supposed to be different.
I dunno, maybe it's just the cold medicine that's fucking me up.
Packing more stuff up. More trash. My nose is bleeding, my chest and back hurt from coughing.
It's not supposed to be like this.