I am weirdly disconnected from my accident last night.  I know that it happened, I can visualize the whole thing perfectly, but it seems like a dream.  Not even a bad dream, just something that I experienced, but not in real life.  I talk to the repair shop, I talk with my insurance agent, I talk with friends, and it all just seems like stuff someone else is doing as part of someone else's life.  Maybe I just can't accept that my poor little car was thrashed so badly.  Thinking about it, I do believe it will be okay in the end; I don't think the frame was damaged, or the engine, or anything fundamental, but it is going to take time and money to recover.  The main damage will be to my wallet, yikes.

BTW thanks for all your well wishes.  I *am* fine, but my poor little car is not :(