This is kind of new for me. I am not a great sleeper but from about 5 a.m. till 8:30 a.m. I can put Van Winkle to shame. So deep is my sleep during that period I sometimes wake up not knowing who I am or where I am. But a couple of times a week, lately, I wake up thinking it is a different day than it actually is. This is probably not unusual for a lot of people, especially those of us who are retired for whom every day can seem like Saturday with no markers like a job to go to to structure your week. I often wake up on Friday thinking it is Saturday. But a new twist today. I woke up thinking it was Friday. After a few minutes getting ready for whatever day it was, I realized it was Thursday, and that came as a relief for some reason. I have no cause to dread this Friday, but I was glad it was Thursday. Then I remembered I have a doctor’s appointment on Thursday and recalled that that is tomorrow. So today can’t be Thursday; it must be Wednesday. I am looking forward to Saturday, whenever that is.
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