Book One: Chaos

The Philosophies of a Mad Wizard

Every day was the same. I parked in the same parking spot in the same lot. I stood at the same table at the same old job. I saw the same people in the same place. Then one day, my coworkers and I went out for drinks. I couldn't tell you how many rounds we ordered, but it must have been enough to make me black out. Nothing else that happened makes any sense...