I even had a seat belt on

I had an exam scheduled today in a town about an hour and a half away. I should have canceled; I spent last night sleeping off a migraine and was really not myself, but I had to get on the road so ungodly early that, by the time I realized what a sorry condition I was in, I was already nearly there.

On the way home, though, everything became clear. I got drowsier and drowsier, and more and more worried about my ability to drive, until about twenty minutes out of town I pulled off the road, parked in a Wal-Mart parking lot, and took a nap in the car.

And, ladies and gentlemen, if you want to experience the full meaning of the word "disoriented," try waking up from a sound sleep and finding yourself in the parking lot of a Wal-Mart in rural Wisconsin.