By Brian Robinson.
This is a true story
I distinctly remember not waking up. I didn’t understand why? Then I cried. Tears of joy.
Who would have thought? Not waking up would take me beyond imagination: beyond the stuff of dreams.
I realised that my life had been spent living in a bubble. It was like looking back at a goldfish bowl. I could see the universe, floating, weightless.
I couldn’t help laughing. Deception is the biggest joke of all.
I remember realising I wasn’t laughing alone. It felt good; right.
I wanted to shout out and tell the world. That was the last thing I remember. That was the day I left memory behind. Now I have nothing to tell, nothing to say.
This has been a true story: only the facts have been changed.