Blinking didn't clear the fuzz from the world, so I went ahead and tried to get out of bed. I could move though, I rolled over onto my stomach and opened my eyes, I was on the guest bed in the basement. I tired to move my body and I found it difficult. Where did consciousness end last? I was clueless. I can't remember getting in the bed, in fact I can't remember the last thing I remember. It wasn't like waking up was supposed to be, I wasn't half asleep. I felt confused, disoriented in a way that was. I opened my eyes, blinked, yawned, closed them again.
