It has indeed. Not to mention the passage of time itself is strangely distorted...
[He draws back his sleeve to reveal a rather-fashionable analog wristwatch, tapping it gently with his opposite hand. He has been tracking the time, sort-of.]
For example, if I close my eyes and concentrate very hard on counting seconds, sometimes when I check my watch, it doesn't line up. And I assure you, my watch was working perfectly before I found myself here.
As for the rest of your questions... [He shakes his head, exhales a sigh, and gives her a smile he hopes is rueful enough to be disarmingly charming.] I'm afraid I don't have any good answers for that. Without some kind of medicine to induce sleep, I'm afraid the only solution I can think of is to close your eyes and try counting sheep.
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[He draws back his sleeve to reveal a rather-fashionable analog wristwatch, tapping it gently with his opposite hand. He has been tracking the time, sort-of.]
For example, if I close my eyes and concentrate very hard on counting seconds, sometimes when I check my watch, it doesn't line up. And I assure you, my watch was working perfectly before I found myself here.
As for the rest of your questions... [He shakes his head, exhales a sigh, and gives her a smile he hopes is rueful enough to be disarmingly charming.] I'm afraid I don't have any good answers for that. Without some kind of medicine to induce sleep, I'm afraid the only solution I can think of is to close your eyes and try counting sheep.