I’ve been reading through my online journal, and I don’t remember writing any of this stuff. (Up until yesterday anyway, when I created the damn thing.)
At first I thought someone had hacked my blog, but I checked the access logs and my computer was the only one to ever access it. But I was here all night with the computer turned off.
Plus it all seems like stuff I would write.
But I don’t remember any of it.
I don’t remember travelling to The Future, and I don’t remember any alternate timelines, and I don’t remember having an alien friend named Schmelnoz.
I sort of wish I did, because it’s certainly all more interesting than the life I remember leading.
And I’ve checked it out too, and as far as I can tell all the stuff I remember happening now essentially coincides with what actually happened, as far the historical resources I’ve referenced go.
Which leaves me with the question where did all these writings come from?
And if they’re somehow true, how did they survive whatever event dumped me into this particular incarnation?
Did I somehow fireproof the blog to survive Timeline Shifts (whatever the hell those are)?
Does this alien “Schmelnoz” have anything to do with it?
Am I going crazy?
All signs point the latter. But still I wonder.
Because I also found a Polaroid of me and some creature the likes of which I never remember seeing before.
So yes, I am confused.
And at this point I have no idea what to do with this blog.
