I'm sitting on a mound watching the water in front of my feet and the sun setting... beautiful. I don't know how I got here or why I have a bag full of food at my feet, but I'm sure I couldn't be happier. The only sounds around me are the lapping of the water and the wind rustling the leaves on the branches.

I look around me, a stretch of pebble as far as the eye can see, a small path and a forest stretching out behind me. A few passers-by are near the path, heading for their cars to go home. Seeing them off, I get up and follow them, taking the bag with me.

It wasn't until I was halfway down the path that I realised I couldn't remember where I'd been, or how I'd got here. I stood there, frozen with fear and anxiety as the darkness began to intensify. Just as I was starting to make my way towards one of the passers-by to find out at least where I was, I heard someone hailing me from a distance. I turned towards the path, seeing you running towards me with tears in your eyes.

At the time I couldn't see who you were until a memory came back to me at the sight of you. Our wedding. Your smile. Your joy. Our music. I breathe in relief at the thought of finding you in the midst of all this confusion, but also fear, at the thought of having almost forgotten you.

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