I have dreams like a character in a Dostoevsky novel. And I wake up in the middle of the night and have no idea where I am or who I am. And sometimes I wake up in the morning and have no idea what’s going on and end up sleeping too late not because I’m tired but because I didn’t know where I was or that getting out of bed is something I’m supposed to do. And then I’m in so much pain for the first half hour after waking up that my vision dims with my heartbeat. And then the pain dies down. And then I eat and it comes back again. And then I have eight hours or so until I start to get confused again. But if it’s sunny I’m fucked for the entire day.
This is starting to get old.
Tina: The vagina and the heart. - Bob’s Burgers (season 3, episode 5)
So I looked up the percentage of atheists in the global population. Now I’m depressed.