Twilight Zoned

Twilight Zoned
by
Robin Hall


The days between light and dark confuse me. I often have no clue who I am or where I am other than I woke up and the room looks familiar.

I am is all that my brain processes. These days are repetitive. Those of us with IT know. Others who can actually see more than their own selves can see THAT we are confused. They may have seen this before. They do not KNOW anything about this however.

Another day of survival. Sleep usually comes after a day like this. We may awake to another in-between day. We may be TFU or, if we are lucky, it may be one of those rare days of grace.