For some reason, I’m quite good at estimating time. Every time I wake up nowadays, I find myself automatically attempting to figure out the time. Not because I necessarily care about what time it is – I would just look directly at a clock or my phone in that case -, but because some sort of inner scientist and physicist wants to see if I can come up with an appropriate calculation for the current time. AKA something inside me attempts to use the amount of light in the room, as well as the sounds outside and my sense of tiredness, to determine the current time.
Surprisingly enough, I’m actually quite good at it. Every so often I’m off by a lot, but I typically estimate things to within the half hour. And, as I check the clock and discover my accuracy, I feel a small sense of dreary (because it’s usually still the middle of the night, and I just had to use the bathroom) delight and inner warmth – I figured out something I wanted to solve, and all on my own. 🙂 And it was something science, too, which makes it even better.
How on Earth do I do that, I wonder…
Day 10 of 40