Author's Note: This series of drabbles was originally published on LiveJournal from 19 May 2011 - 15 June 2011.
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My Last Breath
Prompt: challenge #261 - slow
Note: Companion piece to 'This Crazy Life'
These final painful days go by ever so slowly, in stark contrast to the way I've lived my life. I finally have time to reflect on my experiences and the decisions I've made, knowing that I cannot change a single one.
The final hours are drawn out, like my laboured breaths, and every second filled with some memory or other. I look upon dying as yet another experience and not something to get too maudlin over.
I feel my heartbeat begin to slow and I know my time is nearly over, thoughts of you the last thing on my mind.
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This Crazy Life
Prompt: challenge #262 - fast
Note: Prequel to 'My Last Breath'
The trouble with this crazy life, filled with aliens and travels in time and space, was that it made the days go by so very fast. The days bled into weeks, months and then years and before you realised it, you were a fully fledged adult with responsibilities of your own.
Sometimes you felt as though you needed to make a conscious effort to pause for breath, to work out where you were going next and where you'd just come from. You therefore weren't too surprised to find yourself waking up in her bed during those all too brief moments.