I woke up in my bedroom, in my dorm room at Michigan State (a real place). I was relieved that I was not a victim of a practical joke but I glanced at my clock and noticed that it was 15:45. It was the middle of the afternoon! How did I sleep in the whole day? I knew I had missed classes but what were they? How can I have forgotten my schedule? How long have I been missing classes? Were there any tests that I've missed? Logically, I knew that it was probably too late to even worry about it that day and that any worrying would have to wait until I could answer those questions. Still, I was having a mini panic attack.
I woke up in my room and in the real reality here in Buchanan. It was early in the morning and I was not a victim of a practical joke, I am not a horrible student at State, It's Sunday and I could role over and debate with myself I should get up early and do chores or sleep in a little bit more. It's now close to 11:00. I think you can guess which I chose.