Dreams about being lost are becoming more frequent.
It is a horrible feeling, even though it is only in a dream so far.
The other morning when I woke up I couldn’t work out where I was in relation to other places.
I knew what house I was in but when I thought about what was outside, I just could not work out what the streets would be like.
It did eventually come back to me but it took quite some time.
Even now, there are still people I know who don’t think there is anything wrong with me but they are very wrong.
Because I can still communicate well and I can still remember many things, it seems to others that there isn’t a problem, yet bit by bit I can feel it getting a tighter grip on me.
I wonder how much longer I will be able to type comprehensible sentences because the mixing up of letters in words has now progressed to using completely the wrong words. I can see the problem when I read a sentence back but as I type I am screwing things up more and more.