The Little Moon Residence

We would be better off if we had gone, but we went anyway.

We went anyway. We went anyway because we wanted to. We went anyway because we couldn’t take a risk for an hour or so. We went anyway because we were in the car, and the thought of having to sit in traffic for a very long time was not worth it. We went anyway because we were afraid of what it would do to our back. We went anyway because we were out of time. We went anyway, because it’s better to have gone.

We should all have died. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t. We should all have died, but we didn’t.

What could have happened is that for some odd reason, some of us got sucked into the Matrix, the alternate universe of our story. Or that some of us were transported to a parallel universe. Or that some of us had our DNA transferred to an alien species so we can never look like ourselves again but instead look like a bunch of alien soldiers. Or that some of us died trying to kill some of the aliens. Whatever it was, it killed us.

This is a huge problem for me because I can never remember when I died. I can never remember when I was born. I can never remember who I am. I don’t know who I am. Whatever happens, I die. A lot of the time I forget that I’m alive and that someone is trying to take me away. This happens a lot for me, too, but I think it’s particularly bad because I need to know if someone is trying to take me away.

A lot of times I do that. I mean, I just wish I had a place to spend the evening. But I don’t. I don’t. I dont. I dont.

This is the case with people who have Alzheimers. They forget that they even have Alzheimers. They forget that there is a disease process and they forget that they have to take medication. I can remember that I have Alzheimers. But I cant remember when I was born or when I lived there or why I died. I also can’t remember if I’m being watched by the government or I’m being taken away and I’m in a time loop.