Ne znam što mi se događa... Kao da je odjednom

Ne znam što mi se događa... Kao da je odjednom sve izmijenjeno - ono što bi trebalo biti gore, sad je dolje i obratno...

I poured myself a glass of orange juice and it flew up to the ceiling. My eggs and bacon were hovering. Pushing them down, I remembered, must pay gravity bill.

I scrambled across the ceiling to grab my phone before it went into the A/C vent. Then I remembered I HAD tried to pay Gravity Bill, but even Vector Victoria and her gang didn't kn

ow which way was up. I hung up and tried opening a window but it's reference frame was stuck. Then I saw Einstein cycle by the window ET-like. He blew me a rasberry and

my little dog Fubar barked at him furiously. Then the house crashed down and I tumbled out the door. "You've killed the Wicked Theoretical Physicist of the West!" cried a group of

hooligans who were somewhat obssessed with biology, a fact that fueled their hate for physics, in particular the now dead Wicked Theoretical Physicist of the West. I pushed through

the doorway into the other room. God, I just couldn't stand these people. Why do I insist on buying my coffee here? There's another coffee place right next door.

I chose a cozy little tavern on the edge of town. It was about two in the morning as I approached the front door. Carefully I unbuttoned my pants and slid the zipper down. I took a

moment or two, then snapped wide awake. I'd been sleepwalking again! Quickly zipping my fly againt the cool night air I turned around and headed home, wondering what I'd done...