I made no dates with the girls.

I was a proper work beast.

I worked, and ate, and slept, while my mind slept all the time.

The whole thing was a nightmare.

I worked every day, including Sunday, and I looked far ahead to my one day off at the end of a month, resolved to lie abed all that day and just sleep and rest up.
The strangest part of this experience was that I never took a drink nor thought of taking a drink.