At 5:02 a.m., my reclusive neighbor hammered on my door and whispered, “Don’t go to work today—by noon, you’ll understand,” then vanished like he’d just broken every rule keeping me alive

that the quiet neighbor might be having a paranoid episode. A rational person would have taken a shower, dressed for work, made coffee, and gone to the office as usual. A rational person would not allow one strange warning from a near stranger to rearrange the entire day.

But the trouble with rationality is that it only works when the facts are honest.continue reading …