I can't breathe. Bubbles of air blow out of my mouth as I sink into the deep blue sea. I am suspended by the current as it pulls me down onto the sandy sea bed. I awake alone and startled. I'm nude and in the bathtub. Soapy bubbles on my arms also engulf my whole body. I look out of my window, I guess the time is about 11 pm. How long have I been asleep? The water has turned cold. My long hair is all wet. I grab a towel and wrap myself up in it. I walk out of my bathroom into the next room to my queen-sized bed. I unveil myself and slide into bed. I wake up confused. My bed should be wider. Why am I dressed in my flannelette pajamas? I should be nude! Another silly dream I had. I make no attempt to call out to my parents.
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Love From Me
Non-FictionA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
