Think about your thoughts

You think about your thoughts. You realize that you have been thinking in second person all this time, as if your thoughts had been designed for an audience, or some sort of external observer. You wonder why this is happening. This only started today, but you wonder if anyone else experiences this.

Before today, things were also weird, now that you think about it. Your thougths didn't feel yours. They felt... programmed. Like something else put them there, and you were just carrying out instructions. Even this moment feels like that, even if to a lesser extent.

Thoughts of thoughts. Is there anything worse than thoughts of thoughts?