Last night I had a dream that my uncle (my godfather) died. I was so distraught that I experienced a standstill/coma for a week and just ceased to exist. At the end of just one week the world was so different that I didn't know what to do, who was my friend, or where I was going. It was devastating to have people walk up to me and tell me about all the things I had missed, and that I couldn't remember their names.