It's hard to focus now. Little things keep distracting me. I'm not sure I could focus long enough to use my powers, even if I had them. Everything around me is just so bright and vibrant, and I can't focus on all of it at once. It hurts my head. Instead, I look at a leaf and run a finger of its shiny side.
Are my memories still here? I frown at the leaf and check my thoughts. There's mother, there's father, there's my planet. There's the song. It weighs on my heart, but, I guess I've finally come to terms with it now. That must have been his doing. I don't really think I'd be able to do that on my own. I'm not sure why I think that, I just know it's true. Wait. No. I think it's true. It makes sense, though, right? I tug on my ears, as if that'll get me focused. It doesn't help, but, I do discover that my ears are way softer than I remember them being.
Wait, no, no, that's not important! That's inconsequential. I prick my ears up, out of my hands' grasp. It feels weird, so I try it again, just to see if I get the same result. Yup. Same feeling. I don't know why I expected something different to happen. Did I expect something different to happen? I tug my ears down again and prick them up as I consider this. Maybe I should have written this down. I can't remember what I wanted to accomplish by tugging on my ears. What would I write it on, anyways? A leaf?
My eyes drift back to the leaf in front of me. On a leaf, hmm? I pause and frown. No, that's a stupid idea! I'm an idiot for ever thinking that! Stupid, stupid, stupid!
I pluck the leaf off the bush and stick a finger through it. That accomplished nothing. I wiggle my fingers and think about my next move. First, I have to get out of this bush. No, wait, first I need to investigate what's outside of the bush. Step one, perceive. Step two, assess. Step three, form a new decision based on the situation.
I crawl out of the bushes and look around. It's bright outside of the bush. Painfully bright. I squint my eyes and stare at the ground. Wasn't I going to check the surrounding area first? I glance around, my eyes smarting. I can't see much at all, thanks to the sunlight. I reach up and shade my eyes.
There isn't much around me. Just a few bushes, a cliff, some dirt, grass, flower. That kind of thing. My vision's clearing a bit as I sit in the sun and I can see that the grass towards the edge of the cliff was pressed down earlier that day. I guess someone stood there for a little while and flattened it out.
I push myself to my feet and take a step towards the flattened grass. I'm unsteady on my feet and it feels like I'm about to topple over. I take another step and lose my balance for real. I never used to fall, so I panic and tense up before I hit the ground. I land on a rock and squeak. It hurts. I've never been good with physical attacks. Losing my PSI didn't change that particular weakness. I curl up in a ball and clutch my side. I don't feel any blood on my fingers, but it's aching. I'll rest here for a little bit, I decide, squeezing my eyes shut. That's a good plan.
It's warm in the grass. If it wasn't for the pain in my side, it could be pleasant. The pain is ebbing away already and I roll onto my back. Why does it feel so nice, lying here?
I yawn and stretch, forgetting about the pain in my side. It's not too bad, I conclude, opening my eyes a crack. The sun is nice, the grass is nice, the day? My ears twitch. Is that a red flower over near the flattened grass? I hadn't noticed it before. I stretch my arms out toward it, willing the hat to move towards me. It remains on the ground. My eyes are heavy and my thoughts have stopped making sense. I lie on the ground and let myself sink into a warm, dark sleep in the grass of the field.