The longer I stay here, the less I remember about my other life. Sadly that includes my children, the loves of my life.
I also remember the pain less. I’m free from the restrictions the disease causes. I can walk, I can feel, I can simply be.
The very air smells sweeter, the stars brighter, every part of this existence takes me away from my misery. I can be anyone I wish, be anything I wish. The idea of starting over is so intoxicating. The selfishness of it is losing its repugnance.
The major complication is having to remain unconscious.
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Unconscious.’
* No need to panic. The photo was taken during a stay in the hospital on Christmas Day 2009, when I was admitted for appendicitis. I was never in a coma ~ a morphine haze, yes, but no coma.
Thin spiral notebook 
Oh, I love this. It’s great…everything definitely great in uconsciousness…a great twist.
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Excellent job!
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Oooo I like this but creepy. And that’s a good thing – nicely done with the prompt (duh) 🙂
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This was really good Tara….beautiful. I wonder if we all haven’t thought about existing in some kind of sweet oblivion. Great illustration….
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Powerful stuff right there.
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ahhh – sweet blissful oblivion!
well said
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Very interesting approach to the challenge word. And a very intriguing idea presented. Very well done.
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I wonder if that is what coma victims go through…the battle to stay and be what they want.
Interesting piece
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This brought tears to my eyes. Excellent job!
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Wow. What a chilling twist!
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