I am reaching. I am extend myself as far as I can so that I can grab the next ledge that will lead my towards the bathroom. Everything is dark. Bang My hip slams into the door of the bathroom. The bruise is forming before I take enough baby steps to place my fully through the threshold of the door. Stumbling as I cling to the sink, my first reaction is to look up into the mirror. Depression swallows my heart as I remember that I have lost my sense of sight. Completely blind, I stare into a face that I will never see again. My blue eyes stay pinned forward as I turn the knob on the sink. …
