Staring at the ceiling in the dark room, I couldn’t recall where I was and for what reason I was there. Not wanting to get up and look at the hotel brochure, I took comfort in knowing that I was on the earth.
Then I couldn’t recall what I was on the earth for. Why do I exist? Does my life really matter?
Panic swept over me, forcing me to call for room service for a large strawberry smoothie.