The past few days I've been a bit under the weather, and my sleep cycle is all messed up. I've been a bit too out of it to do much more than read fiction. Between what I'm reading, strange dreams, and the messed up sleep cycle, I feel a bit like I'm lost in time. I wake up and it takes a bit of effort to sort out when it is and what reality is like. Hopefully, I shall soon be able to get back to sleep and awake rested.
Until then, I present now a thematically-appropriate photo of a cake from the past. It was not my cake - but I did get to eat a piece of it. Dematerialization of the cake took a while, and did not involve strange sound effects.