Went to bed early last night because I’m tired as hell and wanted to try and catch up on some shuteye.
This plan was working tolerably well until just after 4:00am when the freaking police came knocking at my door to investigate a report of someone “screaming for help” from my apartment.
I had to hurriedly make myself presentable and give a couple of cops a tour of the place to prove that I didn’t have a body hidden in a cupboard, after which I was far too freaked out to get back to sleep.
As such I am still tired as hell, and am now wondering what sort of confusion of ideas could have resulted in such a situation.