In response to the Daily Word-prompt ‘Maze‘
“If you listen to clues as to how I feel instead of what I say, you’ll be able to understand me much better.” (Maria Botonis, ‘When caring takes Courage’)
Uncle Edgar lived his life through a hazy mist, he was lost and unsure where he should be. A constant and fruitless search for words and forever looking around for that hidden something, a something he couldn’t remember and neither could he see.
Navigating his way around his mind was like searching in a baize coloured Maze… A labyrinth without an opening, a network without an end, a web that has been woven too tight, a warren with no way out.
His head was now in a muddle, a jumble of memories, places and faces, but nothing that made any sense until finally his mind, in a permanent state of confusion, slowly and steadily closed itself down.