OK. I’m Mac. I’m at my house. This is my room. I’m safe. My kid, she’s sleeping in her room. I’m cool.
It’s the middle of the night and the details are slowly coming back to Mac Danzig. Usually, it doesn’t take too long, but there are times when his amnesia lasts at least an hour, propelling him out of bed to make sure everything in his house is where it should be.
This is not the mental fog of a sleep cycle interrupted, or a lingering dream.