Losing it?
I'm not crazy. Okay, let me rephrase that, I'm not that crazy.I don't think i'm cracking up yet. At least I hoped that would hold off until I was 35-ish.
The reason I believe the last little bits of my sanity are about to clock out happened tonight. It was our typical small group coffee hour/s that happen every other Friday night. I returned home at about 1:45 in the morning and as I pulled into the driveway, I saw what I thought was a snowflake in the light from my headlights. Then I saw another, and yet a third. So I thought "Cool, it's snowing." I got out of my Explorer and thought that I felt a flake on my face. Nothing wrong with this right? Of course not. Then I looked up.
The sky is clear.
Perfectly clear. Not a cloud in the sky.
Then I felt another flake, yet I can see stars like Jack Horkheimer on Stargazer or whatever the heck it was called on PBS. Not a cloud in the sky. Baffled by this, while also feeling like I'm slowly losing it, I stood outside for a bit. My thought process was, "Radar. Let's go check the radar."
Nothing on radar.
I have a feeling that we're at the first Going stage of the "Going, Going, Gone" process.