Over a month has passed and I have lost count of how many days I have been at home, not going to work, not taking dancing classes, going to the gym or going to the pub. Life has been more than a little weird but I find I’m getting used to it, I feel almost numb. Not that depressive-state kind of numb, but the absent-minded, “living inside a cloud and passing through the world slowly like nothing matters” kind of numb. It’s not always a negative feeling, it is just so different. The pace of my li...