I just knew I wouldn’t be able to keep awake unless I pinned my eyelids to my forehead, so I left my cardigan on my chair and bailed: I climbed up the stairs to the rooftop of our office building and sat crouched in a corner, holding my ankles, and totally zoning out.
According to wikihow, I broke a few "zoning out" rules, mainly this one:
"Leave zoning out for when you have free time; it isn't something to practice during work or school hours."
Oh, and apparently I was oblivious to these also :
If you are really disconnected from your surroundings you may be at risk of being embarrassed when you are "awakened."
Zoning out is not a good idea in a class where you need to take notes or do work.
Try not to stare at one spot for too long.
My supervisor came up for a smoke a while later. I'm not sure how long he'd been there after me, but he found me with my mouth hanging slightly ajar, staring into space (I'm sure of it, because when I snapped back to reality, my mouth was agape).
He was standing near the stairs with one hand in his pocket and was taking a puff when he turned around suddenly and spotted me huddled in the corner. I guess he was really surprised, because he was silent for a very long time.
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Anyway, I swear on the Dali lama there were no hard drugs (or any at all!) involved in my trip to San Diego, but I can't for the life of me recall anything I did the last few days there.
It just takes a while for me to sort out my thoughts. Vacations tend to rob me of all coherent thought for the first two or three days after.
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