I miss the sun, the warmth, the embrace… all I’ve known is the greyness, the fog, not knowing, not seeing what’s ahead, the fearful mystery of it all brings the panic back… memories… I close my eyes and try to bring it back.

Was it a dream? Have I ever really known what it was like to feel it’s love tingling on my skin? My hands are pruned, everything is water logged and the chill pierces down to the bone. I can’t even feel my face any more…

What hell is this, what reason is there for it all?