A sudden moment of doubt

Midway through this morning's kaffeeklatch, I started to develop the deep conviction that I was supposed to be elsewhere. I checked the calendar on my phone. Nothing. I charged my memory for an account of my appointments. Nothing. And yet. And yet. I couldn't shake off the growing paranoia that I was supposed to be elsewhere. Eventually I gave in to my anxieties, made my apologies to doctor_squale and returned to my desk where I discovered that I'd somehow confused yesterday morning's meeting with today... Typical.