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I think normal died around this time in 2019 for me.
To give some context, in Judaism Rosh Hashanah (which coincidentally just ended) is the new year. There's a superstition that whatever you do on Rosh Hashanah will be a reflection of the upcoming year. For example, if you nap you'll have a lazy year.
Anyway, that year, my younger son and I were at Temple for services. We noticed someone sitting behind us who seemed odd, but didn't think much of it. At some point, he left so we focused on the service.
Midway through the service, my rabbi suddenly shouted NO with the same force as Gandalf addressing the Balrog. Then I saw why. The "odd guy" was running down aisle shouting happy new year to everyone. He was wearing a t-shirt. And ONLY a t-shirt.
He reached the front and tried to get up the stairs to where the rabbi, cantor, and torahs were. Only, my rabbi clotheslined him back down the stairs. The ushers rushed in and dragged him off. My son was smart and looked away. I wasn't as smart and got "visual confirmation" that he wasn't wearing anything below the waist. It was only for a moment but it burned into my brain.
So remember how I said "how Rosh Hashanah goes, your year goes?" I joked with my wife later that hopefully this wouldn't mean we were going to have a crazy year.
Then 2020 hit.
Only I think this got stuck somehow and now EVERY year is crazy.
Wait, so YOU'RE the reason we're stuck in this crazy timeline?! Why didn't you say so earlier we could have done something about this years ago!
Next year at Rosh Hashanah post here again. We'll all come to your Temple and make sure you have the most normal service imaginable. We'll ring the building keeping any crazies out to ensure all of our future's track back to normal. Just let us know!