What happened yesterday?

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I feel the soft blankets wrapped around my body as I wake up alone once again.
My hands rub away the sleep in my eyes and I have a weird ache in my back.
"What the hell?"
My fingers reach behind me and I feel the old familiar scar. It's a puncture wound from the time when I accidentally backed into a knife my deceased Mom had in her hand.
She was so worried and felt awful about it for days!
It feels like years since I've seen them all. They died in a car crash into the mountain side and what used to feel like my fault seems a whole lot like the other drivers fault, but forgive and forget right?
I try to remember what I did yesterday but it doesn't seem to come to the surface. What did I do yesterday?
Did I sit on the couch? did I go out for my daily jog?
I can't remember! A panic runs through my veins and I'm trying to recollect myself.
What did I do? Eat out? Yes I think so. Where? I'm not sure, Ed's? Yea I think so....
With...Kevin?

No I guess not, Hmmm...
I shrug I off but can't seem to keep it away from my thoughts. There's only one thing on this planet that can shut my mind off.
My hand grazes across the smooth fabric of my workout sweater and I throw it on.
Here we go.

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