Today is Tuesday. I have to be very careful with everything I do, because yesterday was Wednesday and if I can't join today neatly with yesterday there will be gaps for chaos to slip through.
Yesterday was tomorrow (Wednesday) but the day before was Monday. I was straddling the gap all day yesterday, trying to guess what would happen in between, wishing I'd paid attention on Monday to what was going on and where it might lead. Tomorrow maybe we'll be back in order.
Tomorrow had better be Thursday because whatever chaos gets through tonight I'll be spending all day straightening it out. I can't be thinking about, if it's Friday when does Thursday come in, or if it's a week on Saturday whether I should note down the football scores and place a bet ready for whenever this Saturday decides to show up.
Upto this Monday I'd only ever had the slightest sense of déjà vu, zoning out with the ironing, thoughts wandering, time fluid, but never this. Maybe tomorrow will be Christmas and I'll know what to buy the kids, instead of just hoping for the best. Maybe it'll all work itself out, the only chaos will be the usual, non-time/space continuum chaos. Otherwise by Christmas there'll be so much built up I might as well declare the apocalypse.
Yesterday Dad asked me how today Tuesday had been, which hadn't happened yet. What could I say?
Maybe I should go and see him, but if yesterday, which was tomorrow, he hadn’t seen me the day before (that is today), will that create two of him ? one that saw me on Tuesday and one that didn’t, or will that cancel him out, cancelling me out, unravelling history back to the point of his first influence? Chaos everywhere.
I had an email today reminding me to pay the gas bill, so do I pay it today ? I didn't pay it yesterday (which is tomorrow) so is it ok to pay today which is yesterday's yesterday. I think I'll leave it.
And there was a cake in the tin yesterday that's not there now, it looked home made and untouched - did I make it ? did someone bring it round ? did I buy it from a door to door cake salesman ?
It’s Schrodinger’s cake - it’s only there today if tomorrow you opened the tin.
If it’s not there by the end of the today then it won’t be there tomorrow which was yesterday, when I saw it. So . . .If I don’t get this right there could be a black hole at the bottom of the cake tin, and I’d hate to cause the end of time and space over a misplaced Victoria sandwich.