Where are YOU?

In a dark hotel room, somewhere near the San Francisco airport, my cell phone rings at 12:37am. I awake from a sound sleep to answer it.<br /><br />Me: "Hello?"<br /><br />Husband: "Hi!"<br /><br />Me: "Why are you calling me?"<br /><br />Husband: "I wanted to me make sure you're okay."<br /><br />Me: "Of course I'm okay. I'm home. I don't understand why you're calling me."<br /><br />Husband: "You're not home, you're in San Francisco."<br /><br />Me: "I AM home and I don't know why you're calling me. Just come talk to me. "<br /><br />Husband: "Diana, you're not home."<br /><br />Me: "Yes, I'm home! Where are YOU?"<br /><br />Husband: "You're NOT home."<br /><br />I try to look around to see where I am. It's pitch black in the room. Then I realize it's not my bed and I'm not home. It dawns on me, I'm still in San Francisco! My husband is home and calling me in San Francisco.<br /><br />It's very disorienting to wake up and not know where you are, or to think you're in one place and find out you're in another place. It's happened before, but this time I was positive I was at home and was puzzled my husband was calling me.<br /><br />I want to go home.

Where are YOU?

In a dark hotel room, somewhere near the San Francisco airport, my cell phone rings at 12:37am. I awake from a sound sleep to answer it. Me:...

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