From the Journal of E. Brexley Greaves, Thursday, April 11, 1967

“It happened again, another time slip. This go-round I think I recognized that it had happened and that I wasn’t my right self – at least not the same self that left home this morning.

First it was the dizziness that left me with double-vision followed by the cold coffee in my cup. I swear I had jus’ filled that sucker up.

Finally, when I got home my dogs acted strange around me, sniffing, whining, tails between their legs. The youngest barked as if he didn’t know me at all.

I’m beginning to wonder if I’m even the same person anymore.”

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