Dissertation I.

Fading memories haunt me in slithers and slices.  Menacing glimpses of a past that can't possibly be mine reach out to me.  Hallucinations of celebrations, war, sex and unimaginable fantasies of every kind accompany me through these endless desert sands.
I only have a few gallons of water, very little food and no clean clothes.  My dog, Red, is my only companion, apart from these visions.  I hope to find some kind of civilization soon.  My body and mind are both tired and I fear sleep.  Amnesia only lets you start over.