Have you ever had one of those days where your mind is just blank? I do. I never used to. Now there are some mornings when I walk around like a zombie- and the weird thing is, I do things. I clean, work, and talk to people. When my mind finally wakes up, it’s hard to recall what the zombie me did. Isn’t that a little bit weird? Maybe I’m really in a state of sleep and I put myself on auto-pilot until my mind is ready to wake up. I know I’ve definitely had those drives home where I don’t remember one second of the commute, but there I am, safely home in my driveway. Maybe my mind’s not really blank either, maybe I’m just preoccupied with other, more important thoughts.