What was I doing? Normal, everyday life. Looking forward to a busy day at work the next day and going to a friend and colleagues wedding reception in the evening.
Totally unaware of the hellhole I was about descend into.
Am I alive? Yes.
Am I out of it? No. A long, long way to go yet.
How do I feel? Today, like a stranger to myself sometimes, and a stranger in this world a lot of the time.
Hopefully that will all pass, as everything passes, always.
