I walked for three hours the other day, through the city.
I didn't even notice.
How long it had been, I mean.
I should be almost done my college paper by now.
I'm not sure how many hours I sat here this week.
I don't know what happened to my paper.
I don't even know what it's supposed to be about.
Odd, considering the class is over on Monday.
I woke up this morning, unsure of what day it is.
Okay, that's pretty normal.
But then, I woke up again.
Still pretty normal for me.
But I couldn't figure out what had happened today.
What was from yesterday.
Wait, was yesterday Tuesday?
No, yesterday was Wednesday.
What did I do on Wednesday?
I just woke up.
But I was up before.
What did I do when I was up before?
I can't remember if I got out of bed.
If I picked out my clothes.
I know I was awake.
I talked to my mother.
Or maybe that was yesterday?
I checked my phone.
Today is Thursday.
Is this pile of clothing what I wore yesterday
Or what I picked out today?
Yesterday was Tuesday.
I went to the psychiatrist.
No, wait.
Today is Thursday.
I have a doctor's appointment today.
I better get up for real.
But wasn't it just Tuesday?
My mother asked if I was feeling better today.
Wait. I wasn't feeling well yesterday?
Wasn't it Tuesday that I was cranky?
But today is Thursday.
What happened to Wednesday?
Maybe my phone has the wrong day.
No, my iPod says the same date.
So does my computer.
And my calendar.
What happened to Wednesday?