Parker Mansion,
23 September 2014
It’s been a month since I’ve not been feeling myself, hanging around like a damp rag lying in the sun, waiting for some warmth to dry me. I don’t have much sleep anymore, I don’t feel like eating or going outside, I’ve even lost interest in things a lot of people do, like watching TV and I see concern growing in the eyes of those around me.
When I was discharged, Dr. Spencer said goodbye to me, adding: “You’ll see, everything will be fine”. He forgot to explain where and, above all, when.
I know how I am. Praise be, the accident hasn’t deleted my coordinates, nor my identity. I find myself again living in a super mega luxurious villa, mine, but it doesn’t feel like, so much so that I still can’t remember the names of the people surrounding me and t
