Lost Track Of Time
I drive five hours one way to work. My shift gets out at 11:30 pm, so if I’ve got a second wind, I can usually make it the whole way home. Sometimes, though, I have to stop to nap. So, I recall getting tired shortly before Binghamton, which from work to Binghamton proper is about 1.5 hours. This exit with a gas station I stop at frequently is about 15 minutes before this.
Anyway, I stop, gas up, buy my snacks, and put up a sign in my window saying “I’m ok, I just have four more hours of driving to do, please don’t knock”. I push the seat back to nap, and I have an alarm set for 20 minutes. This is now about 1:00 am.
Next thing I know, it’s 6:30 am, and I’m on some back road with houses, but also fields, and I’m driving super slowly. I have no idea where I am, and how I came to be here. I don’t have a lot of service bars, but I plug in my mom’s address and hope directions pop up. It does, and it takes me to a highway entrance in Harpursville NY.
Ok…in about 20 minutes, I’m back on track. Assuming I woke up to my alarm, it would’ve been like 1:30 am, and I came to about 6:30 am. WHAT THE HECK WAS I DOING FOR 5 HOURS?!?! How did I not hit anything (checked out the car, it was fine), how was I driving the speed limit…just…HOW?!?! Or was I asleep the whole time? The terror allowed me to complete the drive.