What Super Bowl?

February 3, 2019 was Super Bowl Sunday, a day enjoyed by everyone in the house except me. I found myself pounding away on my computer, working on church records. I had found the work to be stressful and slow, and long hours were the order of the day, everyday.
At one point Angelina stepped in, asking me to come out and help her with something when I had a minute. I thought nothing of it, though I was a little curious about what I could do that nobody else could,
At an opportune time, I stepped away from my desk and went out to the living room. After asking Angelina what she had needed, I was met by a roomful of incredulous stares, not the least of which was Angelina’s. I was told that she had never come to my room, and furthermore there was no favor that she needed from me.
Hallucinations like this happen from time to time, though most of my experiences are unremarkable, predominantly audible phenomena. Still, after the initial shock, I find it can be entertaining to look back on these experiences.

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