Suspended Animation

After the September 11th attacks I was floating or as I like to say, I was in suspended animation for about three years.  I was breathing but barely functioning. I guess seeing people jump from a burning building to their demise while others were running while on fire then seeing my Mother get hourly injection doses of morphine had something to do with it?

Or the fact that I worked a few blocks from the WTC and lived around the corner from NYC OCME’s office where the body parts were being catalogued had an effect on me.  

The smell of burning flesh and blood is still permanently ingrained in my sense of smell.