Maze Of Memories
The alarm does not sound right. I must get the batteries replaced. Winters have never been so bright before. Where Am I? Where are my glasses? I feel blind as an owl. I feel the edge of my corner table, searching for my spectacles. I’m sure I left them in their regular “Place Here Before Sleep” tray. As I fumble around, letting my eyes adjust to the surroundings, I feel my throat constrict and I let out an involuntary gasp. Where the heck am I? #The Room Where It Began As far as my long-arm sight would allow me to see, I see nothing but white blank space. I turn around and stumble. The bed I thought I had just gotten out of is nowhere to be seen. No corner table, no alarm clock. I try hard to remember the last thing before I landed here in the middle of nowhere. The smell of the freshly baked cake fills the air. I was baking for my daughter.There was good news on the phone a few hours earlier. “Hello Ma, Azmat here. You are a brand new Grammy. We just had a baby boy. Shay is d...