Sometime this morning around eight o’clock I realize I am standing in the area by the windows in my living room, feeling confused about the light pouring in through the green curtains. How can it be morning? My mind is clear and I feel strangely calm. I then turn towards my bedroom, where it hits me that I cannot recall the last few hours. I cannot even trace back my last memory. I don’t know why I was by the windows. I know I have not been asleep because I feel so relieved when I fall onto my bed.