I’m the kind of person who feels guilty about sleeping in, who thinks about those three extra cookies I ate all day long and who can’t get over how I drunkenly said something eight years ago. I sometimes imagine various scenarios of things happening so much, that later in my life I wonder if those things really happened. I become so obsessed with changing my past that I end up dreaming new realities that often remain lodged in my mind, confusing me about what actually happened.