a coma light

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
booksie 2017 flash fiction

Submitted: February 09, 2017

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She was starting to settle in with the routine of being in a coma. Her notebook lists of positives and negatives, a discipline she enjoyed and maintained for almost all scenarios, was now heavily weighed in the positive. Undoubtedly the greatest pleasure was sleep. No longer weighed down by oppressive darkness she slept lightly, bathed in a pleasant, perfumed, yellowish glow, which spread through the muslin drapes. Untroubled by the sound of traffic, news announcements on television or the hum of the fridge she was finally free to indulge in her own thoughts without fear of interruption.

Her foot massage, which previously had always started just after the time she imagined was breakfast, was now delivered with an annoying irregularity. But it still had the same effect it had when they had first rolled up the bottom of the sheets and placed a large towel, neatly rolled up, under her feet. Pebbles of varying size would replace the sensation of the masseur’s hands; the medicated cream took on the scent of salt and sand. She cautiously edged towards the water, flinching at the cold but ready to immerse herself for the first time, for the last time


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