You ever just... you know that feeling where you’re so utterly consumed by some meaningless online squabble — just, *that thing* on the screen — and then you snap out of it, and realize someone’s been asking for something, quietly, for like ten minutes? Not demanding. Just *asking*. And you were just… gone. Oblivious. It’s not even anger I feel, it’s this almost diagnostic detachment, like a defect. A severe executive function failure or something. What even *is* that. You just… stare. At the quiet, sleeping person. And wonder what you just did. Or didn’t do.