Been busy, all of a sudden. Granddaughter arrived 2nd April, the most gorgeous creature on this planet of ours, and her arrival contributed to quitting smoking on 3rd April, which resulted in the strangest, most intense sense of detachment where I felt like I was watching myself with impatience and irritation fumbling looking for words and failing coherence in the closest thing to psychosis I've ever experienced, except even more so because I was watching me watching me, so a secondary level of detachment which probably contributed to crashing the car on 3rd April, a Good Friday but not a great Friday-where we're going we don't need roads, except it's not back to the future and we did need roads-by missing that bend and straight on til morning over the low, rocky kerb-like boundary and through the sparse hawthorn bush to land in the field with the arse ripped out of the undercarriage and the deployment of both airbags but only after the car came to a stop and then they cracked the windscreen but the car is surely a write-off regardless and these meds for blood pressure and thinning and cholesterol have wrecked my sleep routine and combined with pervasive detachment to leave the road and plop into the field.
So, I haven't smoked since 3rd April as strongly encouraged by both the cardiologist and common sense, the various co-existing variations of me have started to coalesce again and cogency has become possible once more and I may even test it out with a few posts here and there on the forum, we have a car selected to replace the one that we probably needed to replace anyway, no-one was hurt and my granddaughter is the most gorgeous creature on the planet. Other grandparents may say the same thing, and they may be right, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.