Okay, repeating a day over and over, I can accept. Sharing dreams, sure. A talking house, death rays out of nowhere, and spontaneous human combustion. All of that, fine. But how I got from Oregon to New York on one very blurry night....I think I would remember the airport. Right? Even a second sun makes more sense than all this. What the hell
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Though I'm afraid I can't tell you how ya got here. None of us really do.
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There's gotta be an explanation. Some sort of....virtual reality? Or...dimensional tempral shifty stuff?
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Well, we're all still trying to figure out exactly the details of what-why-how, but for now it's like black holes, only in reverse. ....now that I mention it...
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I guess the snow was somewhat strange. But...that means...two months are just GONE. It IS still 2008, right? I didn't lose YEARS or anything, did I?
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...how can you not--You know what, I don't want to know. I had a talking dog telling me there were giant monsters loose around her. I'm starting to think I ate something I really shouldn't have.
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But how I'm going to find out the how and why and get everything back to normal with out Henry or Jo or anyone is beyond me.
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