Walter moves back to his computer (which, even when set up to recharge, has hardly slept in the past few months as well). He'd thought about establishing contact through the Network, but even for this he'd held off.

Bad.

That's the first impression, even if it's not as clear as Walter would like it to be.

I was sick, but I was able to last out the worst of it in the bathroom.

There was also the feeling he'd lost time, wrestling with the tangled memory and even more tangled emotions.

Feeling an Echo again, it hurt but at the same time I'd classify it as an absence? That was also painful.