Took a two-hour nap this afternoon. Woke to a post-nap Twilight Zone.
You know what I’m talking about, don’t you? That strange feeling when you wake that the house is no longer familiar, that the occupants have shifted places in unexplained ways. A radio is on in the distance, but not the TV. The bathroom has magically been cleaned. Furniture in the basement has been moved. Someone is talking on a phone nearby. The kitchen is gleaming and the dishes are done. Dusk is arriving and the dog needs to be walked.**
It’s the Uncanny Valley of reality, where reality is off just a smidge so it’s not quite recognizable.
Has this ever happened to you after a nap?
**These events are not dramatizations.