Jan 17, 2025
Blame the Wolf Moon. A vacationing wife. An acid flashback. Whatever.
But when I blinked myself awake in the dark on Tuesday morning I had no idea where I was.
If dementia runs in your family, as it does in mine, this can freak you right the hell out. But I found it oddly exhilarating.
“Where am I? Who knows? Who...