Only ... I couldn't remember how I got to where I was living, or why I had left the job. I remembered interviewing for my current job, but not how I came to be living in the city I was living in now. Had I had a nervous breakdown and been brought home?
The odd thing is that the job that wanted me to apply again was in DC, and it looks like I'd somehow moved back to Phoenix. No one would tell me how I wound up coming back.
I don't think I got to bed early enough last night. Kind of sorry tonight isn't Friday as I'm ready for the work week to be over.