I wont tell you about the 14,000 times I woke up in the middle of the night. We’ll just jump to my final waking. I roll over, say hello to the frogs that live under my bed and look up at my alarm clock. It reads:
8:00.
I sit up, rub my eyes, and look again:
8:00.
“Shit!”. I lay in bed for a few more seconds, very upset at the fact that I am incredibly late. I get out of bed, and then think to myself, “maybe I advanced the clock by one hour when I was trying to turn the alarm off”. I check my cell phone. It reads:
7:02.
I get back in bed.