On disorientation.

I wasn't feeling great this afternoon so I went in the other room with L and watched TV for a while. I wrapped myself up in an afghan and, of course, dozed off after a bit. When the phone rang, I hurried out to the kitchen to answer it and was shocked when I realized it was 3:45pm. For some reason, when I woke up, I thought it was morning and I couldn't figure out how it was possible that the clock said it was almost 4pm! I couldn't believe I'd slept the entire day away! Eventually, my brain sorted it all out and I felt much better knowing that I'd only been dozing for about an hour. Still, it was a very odd feeling while it lasted.

Kinda like the other night when L woke me at 4am. She reached over and touched me and when I woke up, all I could see was this dark shadow, leaning over the bed. I literally shrieked. Probably scared the poor kid half to death. Which is only fair, I guess, since that's what she did to me. :)


Posted by Ripley on December 04, 2002




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