I was sitting here after dinner sort of half dozing off, I didn't get much sleep last night and ate a carb heavy dinner, there might have been some government cheese in there somewhere, and I was sort of sitting here with my eyes half-closed, digesting and what not, and I started daydreaming about whatever came to mind.
Somehow I ended up thinking about the hit TV show Euphoria and the convoy protests at the same time, and these two universes seamlessly merged into a real place in my mind. I was thinking of Jules, who was some sort of ex-cop private detective with political ties to the Canadian government, and this was all in the context of the convoy occupations, and in my mind at the time it all made perfect sense, the same way absurd situations make absolute sense when you're dreaming.
Then I sort of snapped back into reality and thought "Wait a second, none of that makes any sense, what am I even thinking about"