You may have forgotten that this is your life, laid the fact aside one afternoon to take a nap and overslept by a quarter-century or so. You wake to find scraps of your map of the world dispersed. The wind trapped inside your apartment, swirling madly around in the kitchen and bursting into the living room, where you sit blinking on the couch. Stepping outside, you inadvertently set it free, which gives the Earth a good laugh. And now, realization: you're not looking too good as you stand there checking the pockets of your bathrobe for a smoke. A piece of Africa goes flying by. Part of the Arctic Ocean is snarled in your hair.