Sunday morning coming down again?

 Every day is Sunday!

What would you do with yourself if you got an entire day back?  

I'm not sure how it happened, but I already went through Sunday, the 26th of April, and fell asleep that night.  

When I woke up at 03:33 hrs expecting it was Monday morning, the 27th, I looked at all my devices, and they read Sunday, the 26th.  I turned them off and turned them back on, and they read Sunday again.  

I know it's insane and nobody will ever believe me, so it's science fiction, but I'm pretty sure I just time-traveled.   

You didn't miss much on this day; I've already been there.  

Its bizarre considering all the strange stuff that's gone on over the last several years.  I don't know if time travel into the future is possible because we have not physcially acheived lightpseed, but time travel to the past is, exactly like Albert Einstein predicted.  They reverse-engineered the jump into hyperspace and found a back door that allows for time travel into the past while still moving in a circle.  Effectively, you and the entire world passed through a wormhole.   

I need to do something different today, obviously.    

First, thanks to God for sparing my life so I can continue to live by your grace.  Second, thanks for giving me an extra day to get my laundry caught up because it was out of control.  Thirdly, thanks for waking me up in my own bed and not in a ditch next to a Waffle House 40 miles down the road, like that other guy nobody believes.

I don't know what is going on, and I would never try to con someone. I think the proof is the fact Ive done this for 20 years for the love of writing. I might be mistaken or confused about certain facts from time to time, but my intentions are pure.  This is the most unbelievable event I've ever experienced.   More unbelievable than all that other stuff combined.  Truly outlandish and a turning point in my life, but no matter what, it still never got weird enough for me.  

Update:  Okay, I've got it figured out.  Friday night, I was up all night with insomnia until dawn.  When I woke up later on Saturday morning, around 10-1030 I thought it was Sunday.  All Day Saturday, I was operating under the false presumption that it was Sunday due to sleep deprivation.   Mystery solved.  

Nothing lost, nothing gained.  Except for my self-respect.