I'm wrecked, Back home again.  Alcohol and Benzo helped me survive the crowds onboard. Karaoke, Swedish danceband music, muzak-versions of Sinatra, ABBA-evenings and muzaked jazz was most of the 'entertainment'.

Killing Joke saved my life. Or someone elses life, perhaps.  I'm wrecked, the door will remain locked and I do not want to see another normal person until I have to leave again.

Sleep now.