On the commuter train Thursday morning, I fell asleep as I usually do when I’ve only had five or so hours of sleep. I woke with a start fifteen minutes before the train reached my stop, worried that I’d forgotten to ask Merle to bring my sword to training in addition to my staff. I hadn’t practiced sword in almost two weeks; so I was immediately annoyed with myself, because I still wouldn’t be able to. Merle was likely already in the car on the way to pick me up from the train to go straight to kung fu, I thought. And we wouldn’t have enough time for her to turn around and go back for my sword then come get me. We’d be late for class. I concluded that I’d have to practice sword on Saturday, the same day as advanced weapons class for staff. That was going to be intense for my arm.
When my stream of consciousness finally came rolling to a stop, it hit me. I was sitting on the morning train not the evening one. I had almost eight hours to call Merle and ask her to bring my sword.
Sleep deprived, anxious for kung fu and no idea what time of day it was. Good thing Friday was right around the corner. I clearly could use a break, even if I didn’t want one.
Middle-Aged Martial Arts Mom 
January 11th, 2014 at 11:10 am
Sometimes if I am really tired I will fall asleep in the afternoon or late evening and wake up thinking it’s the next day, and that I have overslept. I always feel really disoriented after that!
January 11th, 2014 at 5:10 pm
Yeah, and there’s nothing like feeling disoriented in public in front of a ton of people heading for the exit door on a train. 🙂 Not fun! Thanks for reading.