I'm totally daffy.

I'm listening closely to my body and mind since I returned from Sardinia on Thursday night. And they are telling me now that it ain't 4 in the morning here in Minnesota. Instead, it's more like 11 a.m., which is the time in Sardinia. I've never felt so out-of-whack time-wise. I suppose it's because I was gone almost 3 months. And it's gonna take a week or so for me to adjust. When I went to bed last night at 10, it felt much later. More like 5 in the morning the next day. I adjusted better to the 7-hour time difference when I went from Minnesota to Sardinia in December. Easier on me pushing the clock ahead rather than back. Although I like something about gaining/finding 7 hours that I had lost a long time ago. Think of it. I left Rome at noon Thursday. And by 3 in the afternoon I was in Philadelphia. Just a 3-hour time difference. Albeit, I was on the plane 9 hours. Anyway, I'm more confused than usual. Which means, I'm totally daffy. --Jim Broede