Careful What You Wish For

I wanted to go to Bread Loaf. I went to Bread Loaf.

Result: Disorientation

I'd elaborate, but I am utterly disoriented. At the moment, not in a good way. It seems to me I've made a sequence of errors, leaving me with a life I don't understand or want to live.

I think I may have been very wrong about how the world works, how to best negotiate it.

When I returned to my apartment, I went into a sort of shock. "This is it? This is mine, what I've made for myself?"

These words are tepid; I felt quite violently jolted and had extreme nightmares.