Naps and Lost Time

I was working for a bit but became sleepy, so I went for a nap late in the afternoon. This turned out to be real sleep, only to be woken up to the sounds of Renz coming in to the apartment. I thought it was morning. I asked, “What time is it?” He says, “Ten o’clock.” I was like: Oh no, I overslept for a meeting. I asked, just to make sure: “It’s Wednesday, isn’t it?” He says: “It’s Tuesday.” And I was like: Oh no, Renz is confused about his days. Then I asked, just to be clear: “Is it morning or evening?” He says: “Evening.” I was like: Oh, thank God, but wasn’t I supposed to only take a nap? The endless battle with sleepiness.