Today is a big Italian Holiday. I thought that the celebration was yesterday and that school was closed. I had not planned to go to school yesterday because I thought this, but ended up being stranded in Venice. Today I got up and got dressed and walked to school. I was the only person on the street and everything was closed. When I got to school, all the doors were locked. So, I figured it out and came home with a whole free morning. Well, not really. I need to do all the schoolwork that the class probably did yesterday while I wasn’t there.
Oh well, being confused and out of control feels weird and scary, and sometimes it is fun, but a lot of the time it is nerve-racking for me, and makes me very uncomfortable.