I'm fine. Allison is making sure that I eat and socialize and that I'm not screaming internally every time a large dinosaur gets too close to the fence.
I don't remember crashing in LA so maybe that hasn't happened for me yet. The last thing I remember is the moon. Which probably means I should explain that to you.
So. This place. It's a pocket dimension existing in an alternate reality. If that's not confusing enough, apparently, we're all fictional here. We're on a television show. There are fictional characters here. Obi-Wan Kenobi is here. Somewhere. So that's something to wrap your head around. Time works different here too. You can be stuck here for a year or two and no time at all would've passed back home. On top of that people get pulled from different points in the timeline so they may not know you or have experienced something. It also has the ability to bring in people who died back home. So I can assure you that, yes, Laurel is Laurel. Your Laurel. Snart is our Snart. I think Oliver's dead best friend is around here too.