Disoriented

Last night, sometime in the middle of the night, I very suddenly woke up and literally jumped out of bed. Then I slipped and fell on my butt. Got up and went back to sleep. I can’t remember what the hell it was that I was dreaming.

This morning, at work, I went to the kitchen on my floor to make some coffee. After a minute I realized I changed the filter, washed the pot, turned on the machine - but forgot to add the coffee, ending up with a pot full of hot water.

I can’t wait to see what happens the rest of the day.

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5 Comments

  1. Posted April 25, 2008 at 7:22 pm | Permalink

    That’s what you get for not drinking alcohol for a week

  2. Eva
    Posted April 26, 2008 at 2:01 am | Permalink

    Last night I woke up in the middle of the night and it took me some good three minutes to figure out where I was (home). In my case, too much traveling is clearly to be blamed… at least I didn’t fall out of bed.

  3. Eli
    Posted April 26, 2008 at 8:13 pm | Permalink

    Marcos deja la locura… comprate una mata de sage pa limpiar los malos espiritus de las esquinas de tu casa

  4. Posted April 27, 2008 at 3:54 pm | Permalink

    Cuidate!
    si te vuelve a pasar algo así avisa! ok?
    y tu cama está muy alta, (te acuerdas?) no te vayas a golpear..
    pon atención o traes muchas cosas en la cabeza!
    Tu ma

  5. José
    Posted April 28, 2008 at 11:41 am | Permalink

    Son señales de vejez. Y emoción por los goles del chupete.

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