(...) like: what hairstyle I wore? If my bigger kid was already in school? Were we lived... I know these things but in a way I know my favorite novel. I don't feel it. I don't feel if something is long ago or yesterday. I know the day passed, I remind myself that's why I physically feel the,way I do. Without my wristwatch, without my daily routines, I'd float through space and time disoriented.
I know this sounds scary. I'm a writer I know a horror story (...)