'Can't sleep.'
'Want winter back.'
'This heat is monstrous.'
'Remembering my days of near-depression...'
'Visited those memories today, too.' My brain reminds me.
'You remember them don't you?' My brain smirks to me now.
'Those memories... those which made you wake up in cold sweat at 1.00 a.m. in the night?' My brain is thoroughly enjoying itself now. It loves to bring up unresolved issues of the past. I
Quite ironic, considering that they make my brain stop functioning and put it into overdrive.You remember those, don't you?
'Of course I do.' My heart responds now.
'Knew you'd acknowledge me, sooner or later...' says my brain.
'You know them, John. You know them. Because they haunt you every night. And every other time of the day too.
In fact, that's what going to happen to you now..
You're going to wake up and scream, wanting the nightmares to go away.''No. I don't know any of that.' My heart says in reluctance.
'Oh, but you do, we both know you do...'
I'm suddenly awoken by terrifying screams coming from somewhere. They might have been mine, I don't know..
With a sigh, I realise that my brain was right.
They are back.
And they are here to stay.
Couldn't forget them if I lost all my memory, could I?
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FanfictionThe days of war haunt John Watson's mind. Struggling to get a grip on his life, he goes around the world in search of peace and happiness. Sherlock Holmes' paths mysteriously cross with John Watson's and soon they find themselves sharing each other'...