Oh man, you guys.
Yesterday I had big plans. *Big* for after work. I had all these hopes about writing a discussion on this Real Simple article I read about stress and body function and blahblah (I’ll get to it), and I was going to finish up filling out a short story I’ve been drafting over and over again, and I had emails to write and … it was going to be awesome.
But then, as I (so very proudly) hopped on the early train after hoofing it and sweating it several blocks, and snuggled into my chair, with my bag on my lap, surrounded by standing and sitting and munching (subway munching) commuter people, and read… well, the world fell away. Chapters zoomed past until I realized, while looking around the train and out the windows, that I had no idea where I was or how long I had been on the train or what time it was. Panic started to creep up my throat, especially when I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and realized I had 3 missed calls and 4 text messages. I knew then, that I had probably missed my stop and Kamel was wondering where the hell I was. I scrolled to the bottom of the text conversation from him and he was already giving me instructions on how to get the next train back from Palo Alto. I called him.
Me: “I think I missed my stop.”
Him: [Laughing] “What happened?”
Me: “I was reading…. can you come get me?”
Him: “No honey, you have to take the train. It will take me way too long to drive there in this traffic.”
Me: “Ok. I’m sorry. I was reading.”
Him: “I know. It’s ok.”
By the time I got home I was 40 minutes late and starving. My evening plans had been thrown for a bit of a loop. Kamel made egg sandwiches while I wallowed and whined, “I’m starrrrving!” and stared at my computer.
By 7:00 pm, unable to focus on anything but how tired I was, Kamel steered me into bed where I napped until 8:00 and then Kamel steered me out of bed and into the bathroom where I brushed my teeth. With pajamas donned I crawled back into bed and fell fast asleep.
And that was my evening. Lost on a train, asleep by 7:00. Obviously, things are not quite back on track yet since I’m precisely 90 years old.