Sometimes I forget where I am, when I’ve been focused on my work at the desk for a while, or right when I wake up from a nap. My mind reels as I look around and try to refamiliarize myself with my surroundings. What I’m really trying to get at is that moment when I am unsure. It is indescribable, I think, but I will try. First, it is fleeting. It lasts for an imperceptibly short amount of time. Once you realize it is happening, it is already over. Second, it is disorienting. It is impossible to focus on anything else for that moment. Your mind is retreating to its primal instincts and trying to figure out what the heck is going on, especially with regard to your body’s position in the physical world. All other thoughts are secondary until that is resolved. And then I realize, “Oh, I am at home, sitting at my desk.” And then the moment is instantly finished, as everything falls all over each other, rushing back to being familiar. And the disorientation is gone, to be replaced by what my mind has seen so many times before, and therefore dismisses as given.