I am seriously scared that some day I might wake up and not know what to do. I might just lie with my eyes open and wait for someone to come and tell me to get up and teach me how to brush my teeth... The whirring of the fan might excite me and I would be back to being a baby trapped in a decaying body or should I say mind.
I know I have walked for hours in a parking not knowing where I had parked. I find an easy way to do things and I have to find it again. Talking about brushing, there are days I forget to or days I brush atleast twice thinking I have forgotten to.
I don't want to be a living reference to Memento. Besides I have been unsuccessful getting even a single tattoo for pure pleasure..Fear again!
I know I have walked for hours in a parking not knowing where I had parked. I find an easy way to do things and I have to find it again. Talking about brushing, there are days I forget to or days I brush atleast twice thinking I have forgotten to.
I don't want to be a living reference to Memento. Besides I have been unsuccessful getting even a single tattoo for pure pleasure..Fear again!