A psycho-social context of confusion, unexpected, uncontrollable and unable to be changed.
I say confusion because time has melted, the morning mixes with the night, but the night is not the same as before, it is a polar night.
Memories of when you were constantly trying to frame your activities in a perfect puzzle, like an autistic child scrupulously ordering his toys.
What’s left, the you, housed in an erroneous space, like an object out of place.