It's like waking up with a word on your tongue, and while you remember what the word means, you don't remember exactly what word it is.

I hate the feeling of waking up and not immediately knowing where I am. It's like how some physicists say that an object exists in every possible state of being until it is observed, only in this case I could be anywhere-- anywhere-- until I actually recognize something. A chair in the corner, or maybe the lamp next to the bed. Maybe the smell of the sheets or the way the lights slanted through the windows. Sensory clues to where I might be in space and time eventually lock me into a location. But that takes time, and while I am generally a patient girl, I am also a nervous girl.