I've always been time impaired, but today was a bit worse than usual. During the summer, I traditionally change my days and nights around, as I don't handle heat well. The last two years, I have NOT bothered to retrain my body in mid-August, as I did not have to get up and go to school every day.
I've been eating at 3 am and going to bed at 5-6 am (for the "night")
Last night, I got tired at 11 pm and went to sleep. ("Mother, San lives like an animal," reported the eldest of my youngest sister's sons after one several week stay away from their highly regimented, time-specific down to the exact minute household.
"What do you mean, son?"
"When she's tired, she sleeps. When she's hungry, she eats.")
Seems a sensible way to go on to me, baring "normal" appointments.
"This morning, when I woke up, the clock read 8:00. Since it was nearly dark outside, at first, I assumed 8:00 pm. Then I noted the heavy overcast. Finally, I turned on the computer to read the am or pm... It is morning. I honestly DON'T KNOW WHAT TIME OF DAY IT IS... literally.