Sometimes I jump out of the bed so fast, that it takes about five steps to realize something is wrong. Usually, as the day progresses things slowly loosen up and the neurons find their pathway again and every thing begins to work like it should.
But then there are days when something just has a kink in it all day long. On those days it seems the only way to correct the situation is to go back to bed and sleep and hope everything reboots correctly in the morning.
