Light at the End of the Tunnel
It was dark, totally without light of any kind, I could not see anything not even the hand in front of my face, if even I had a hand. I was awake and aware but could not feel anything. Was I alive, I don’t know, how does one judge that in the absence of all senses. How long have I been here, a few minutes, a few hours, a few weeks, I really didn’t know. I was not frightened, lonely or happy, I did have my memories. I had the memories of you, of holding you in my arms, being lost in your eyes,...