I got a rather concerned phone call from Sadhana yesterday morning. Apparently, she and everyone and their mom were trying to get in touch with me. Apparently I was supposed to be in some presentation or something. I started wondering if I there was a class I had enrolled in, but forgotten to go to or something.
What had actually happened was that I was in the ground floor of Hayden Library and I was there for quite a while. I don't get any reception there so no one could get in touch with me. A lot of people were trying to get in touch with me.
The next day, Chris said him and everyone else were wondering if I had died or something. They were worried. Interesting confluence of events.