I was pretty sick, I had a chest cold, and I was in the hospital for a few days, and I was secluded from  all of the aspects of my life that I felt made me, me, that kind of gave me my identity.
Eram destul de bolnav, cu o răceală în piept şi eram în spital pentru câteva zile, izolat de toate aspectele vieţii mele care mă făceau să fiu cine eram eu, care îmi dăduseră identitatea.