MINDSTREAM
Memories fading, cold enveloping, cold, so cold. Cling on to something. Life, little things, the morning sunrise, a tender kiss, with, with, I can't remember anymore. Another memory lost, among countless others, moment by moment my life is being lost. New thoughts. Conquer? No, survival. Freezing now, no anger, no fear, know future. I am...we are the future. We are the dead. No. hold on. The sound of waves crashing against the shore, her voice calling. No, lost again. These small events are unimportant now. We no longer need them. Delete files - yes / no ? Yes. Conversion is complete. We will survive.