I'm getting so sick of these damn things.
I hate realizing I'm missing an hour, a whole damn hour of my life. I have no idea what happened. I'm either still at home, or driving (which scares me more.)
I know that I can't really control it, but I feel like I should be able to. Like, once I feel it starting to happen that I should be able to stop it.
Sorry. I just needed to rant.