Dazed And Confused
Day Two of The Shortform Sprint
Looking in the mirror, I experience confusion.
The sound of an instrument playing in the distance. Bagpipes? It’s unfamiliar.
My mind and soul blurring — senses drowning. Hazy and depleted, like the days of the recession.
Suddenly, a sharp pain strikes — a sensation like a contraction as if I were going into labor takes my…