The Gradual Decline

The helicopter whirred, little Julian laughed again, and sadly, my mind became a blur. It was so disorienting.

The responsibilities I shouldered previously were no more. They had to end, as my mind was more off than on now. Mostly I was quiet except when I “awoke” to the mists of my past, not knowing what was real anymore. I yearned for stability and was rewarded with none. Every morning, with the tips of my fingers stretched, a yawn escaped my lips as I greeted the dawn anew, wondering what I would remember, if anything at all.

Que Sera Sera.

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