She was drowning in plain sight, but no one could really tell.

At first it was just a rush of emotions, the kind that one would easily dismiss.

But there she was, gasping for air. All her memories once scattered and soft, turned into one huge monster she now lived with. All she could think of was the failure, deadlines and how her laugh had started to sound hollow in her own ears.

The few who n...

You noticed it first on Sundays.

Those long, slow afternoons where the light slants wrong through the blinds and the air smells like dust and something faintly metallic.

You'd be taking a shower while watching your hands move under the water, and suddenly, they wouldn't feel like yours....

You'd blink. It would stop. (But the water would keep running. And running. And running)

The doctor calls it...