Does anyone else go through that phase after finishing a REALLY amazing book where they are just like, "Now what do I do with my life?" Well, that's what I'm like now.

My brain is also really hazy and I can't concentrate on anything because I just end up thinking back about the story and am distracted. I had to get dressed cause I've gotta go out in an hour or so to my Nan's, and I literally put on my sister's socks. And didn't realise for ten minutes. Yeah, I don't know if I'm just sleep deprived or still hung up on the book...