3.6 LOST CONTROL 3.6 LOST CONTROL - ONEI hear a distant and gentle sound coming from the street and going beyond the double-glazing windows: I turn to the window and notice the darkness that envelops the outside world, faded by the lamp post a little further on, in front of the kitchen. I reach out with my arm towards the floor, making it slip out of the duvet and feel the cold night temperature of my room. I look for my smartphone on the floor: I press the button on its side and bring my arm back into the comfortable warmth of the duvet, then rolling over to the other side. It is 05:21 am.
Rest: perhaps this is what the doctor meant.
I realize that I have been snuggled up in here sixteen hours and twenty-one minutes. From this amount, we must take out three hours that I spent, between 7
