A night of 3 Jim Beams, 3 Valiums and 3 tearful hours equals a morning of 0 feeling, 0 cares and 0 healthy physiological functioning

On a chilly July morning you can feel that you are numb and a little slow. But you don't truely realise the full extent of your numbness and lack of reflexes until a semi-trailer truck sharply brakes merely a meter from plowing you and the only reaction you can provide in return is a head turn and perhaps a blink. No flight or fight response, my heart didn't change it's activity from it's barely keeping my blood pumping status, no physiological reaction at all. I couldn't even feel anger at the driver who ran a red light in order to spare himself a few minutes and by doing so nearly hit a girl who was simply obeying the disco sounds of the green man. All I could do was check that the man was in fact green and beckoning me and continue on my journey. Ah well, as they say - easy come, easy go.