Sure as hell didn't feel like I was asleep for six months. I was definitely doing things. Before all this storm crap...

[ a hefty depressive haze, sure, but definitely nothing at all like sleep. time stretched, but filled with nothing but pointless contemplation that didn't really go anywhere beyond self-flagellation. he shakes his head. ]

Don't know if time works weirdly here or what. I'm a detective, not a physicist.