Diary Of Memories

Another bright morning and a beautiful sun shine! Maria took in the fresh air that came with the morning breeze as she stretched out of bed. She had slept like a baby today.

She sat down again and looked at the little diary that lay on top of the bedside table. She had formed a habit of keeping the diary and her pen there just in case she had a weird dream or remembered something.

She picked up the diary and wanted to flip through it but stopped. She wanted to try recalling what she thought she knew before flipping through the diary.

She closed her eyes and concentrated her mind on the particular issue but the problem was that she didn't have a particular subject in mind to remember. What she was doing was just to check if she had forgotten anything.

Her brain was empty.