My brain just gave it's two weeks notice

The day started: Me going face first into a stopped revolving door on my way into BarBri this morning and I managed to spill coffee on myself.

The day continued: Me driving a golf cart having the steering go out and it crashing it at a decent rate of speed into a wall.

The day ended: Me sitting at the dining room table, prescription drug bottle in hand, staring intently at said bottle, asking myself and my family members around me repeatedly if I had taken my pill.