Lunchtime comes around, and I decide to go out. I just want to get out of the office for a while. As I'm walking to the car, I'm trying to think of what I want to do. I brought my lunch today, and I have an orange in my coat pocket. I think I'll go to one of the bookstores by Clearwater, spend a half hour or so just browsing. I get on the highway, and before I've gone a mile, I realize that I've lost the desire to go to the store. Lacking any other destination, I drive on, sort of going through the motions without the will behind it. I think I spent all of 2 minutes in the store.
I get back in the car and start driving back. I'm thinking that I would love to just sit in a park, listen to the birds, and maybe take a nap. There's no park nearby, but there is the Monon Trail, a bike path with some benches at the trailhead. I wound up spending a half-hour sitting on a bench, eating an orange, listining to the Moody Blues on my CD player, and reading a magazine. I was just blissing out for a while.
Driving back, I wasn't really thinking, just going on autopilot. I parked the car, walked in the door, and tried going up the elevator to my office. My little keyfob security thingy wouldn't work, and I was wondering why when I realized...I was in the WRONG BUILDING! My current employer is located in the same office park as my former employer, and I was trying to go up to my old job. I managed to sneak back out without anyone seeing me.
Did I mention I was really tired?