I feel like I can breathe again. No, I wasn’t suffering an asthma attack nor was I buried alive. My brain has granted me a brief, lucid moment of mental focus that can insidiously slip away. Memories, what memories? All I remember is a void as endless as prim
ordial space. However, there are no atoms, no matter, electrons, neutrons, no ingredients for a big bang. There is only a lonely, starless universe. And I’m trembling, because, words do not obey me like they used to. I’m scrawling whatever thoughts come to mind. Because, I have Alzheimer’s. Nature’s cruelest torture. I used to teach entomology, the study of..of bugs, insects. And I had a vast knowledge of the scientific world, I was an amatuer astronomer; my boy, I think his name is Dean, and I used to sit outside and watch the stars. I knew the various constellations, but now that person who had all that knowledge is a memory that fades away with each passing moment like a ghost. I don’t know who was present when I try to recall specific memories, and those memories are torn plotholes of my former life. My wife, at least I think she’s my wife, cries almost every night. I would cry too if I could remember who she was because it is a condition that never gets ‘better,’ it only degenerates, consuming my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes, and those I love and leaving in its wake a trail of black.