I go home today from work, metro, ring, all in heavy thoughts about how tired and want to sleep, I look at the station indicator in the car, I go in the wrong direction, I went out, moved, got home, I go into the apartment, Wife:
Dear man, have you forgotten? It was 10 a.m. and I was late to work.
I have a strange feeling that I haven’t had time to do anything today... Friday!