The captain asks the crew to get ready for landing. I take a peak outside, expecting to see the lights of Kathmandu. But wait, where are those lights? Advertisements
You can stretch a direct line of recovery, confusion and PTSD from Sunday till Sunday. Look at me, I know what day it is. The driving directions are opposite, I can drink tap water, and the electrical switches that seem turned off are actually turned on, and vice versa.