By Yvonne Lang
Seven. What happened? I have the feeling I was in the middle of something important. Six. Genius combined with short-term memory loss is a curse. Five. I can see writing “The equation holds the cure. You have seven seconds.” Four. The numbers all made sense but I didn’t remember writing them. Three. Wait, where are my hands, why am I a goldfish? Two. I can fix this; I just need to do the math. One. What was I supposed to be doing? I had the feeling it was important. What were those sums written on my tank? Seven seconds?!
“I write because I cannot imagine not writing. It gets the weird thoughts out of my head.”