Poderia ser isso Divine Madness por Roger Zelazny (parte do Trips in Time antologia de histórias de viagens no tempo)?
His thoughts only were inviolate, his body belonged to the re-treating tide. Eventually, he rose and strolled backwards out of the park.
On the street a boy backed past him, unwhistling snatches of a popular song.
He backed up the stairs to his apartment, his hangover growing worse again, undrank his coffee, unshowered, unswallowed his aspirins, and got into bed, feeling awful.
Let this be it, he decided.
A faintly remembered nightmare ran in reverse through his mind, giving it an undeserved happy ending.