Years ago, when I was known to imbibe a time or two, I piloted a driverless car. Sometimes wondering how the hell it got parked in the driveway. Or maybe it was living an hour from my workplace and working 12 to 14 hour shifts and leaving work and suddenly being home. With no clue how I got there. Either case is spooky in retrospect.
I used to drive an hour to and from work. Around halfway through the trip, I would have to leave one highway and get on another. Quite often, I would be driving, and not remember which highway I was on...or I’d see a sign that let me know which highway I was on...yet have absolutely no recollection of entering that highway.
Same here.....waking up feeling confused then suddenly sitting bolt upright running to the window and looking out relieved.
ah the good old days.........