One day I woke up at 4am.
I thought it was 6am. I got up, did my morning thing, got dressed, cleaned the downstairs, got ready for work, and sat in front of the TV to catch some news.
And then I thought “How weird, they have a totally new news format!”
And then I remembered. I remembered my father waking up and thinking it was an hour later than it was. The whole morning he argued it was late, we were late, and it didn’t matter what I said or that the radio program was different, we were late. I actually remember him remarking on how they must have changed the radio programing.
And I looked at my watch.
And I went back to bed for two hours.