It’s a day she can’t remember. She remembered taking a break but had no clue as to how long she’d been resting.
She had to get up and fight the good fight. What was the fight again? What am I fighting for? She forgot. She had a short term memory problem and that didn’t allow her to plan much.
Just get up! She heard a voice. It was blurry and confusing. She felt a bit older and more tired. Is it worth it? Can I do this? It’s still blurry. Her vision has been compromised.
And still, she carries on slowly. She doesn’t know what else to do except survive. Is that enough? Is surviving good enough? She’s forgotten how but she will carry on.
And she hopes and prays that the vision becomes clear and precise because she’s been lost for a while and it’s time. It’s definitely time.