I am not myself today.
I wasn’t myself yesterday either.
Where I’ve got to I don’t know.
I have informed the police, the Missing Person’s Bureau.
They have put out an all points alert.
I go looking for myself in bars, parks, shopping malls.
I take photographs to show them what I looked like.
They shake their heads sadly.
I go home, hang my hat on the rack and slump on the old lounge.
Ahh, there you are, I say, almost sitting on top of me.
I was here all along, he says. Where have YOU been?
John Malone is a South Australian writer of short stories, flash fiction and poetry.