In a Flash

It wasn't a serious accident. Someone had left their wagon on the train track and the engineer had put on the brakes that led to the quick stop. I banged my head though as I had flew threw the air.

My sister blamed that bump for my stories about the future me. It's as if the life I had in the future had not existed. In the shock of the accident, I probably said more about my future-self than I should have. I'm probably lucky they didn't put me in Bellevue for the things I said.

Luckily, in my future-life, I'm a historian of this time. I decided to keep my thoughts to myself for now.

Am I trapped here? Is this a dream? Was that life a dream? What is happening to me in 2025? Is this reality now? Can I get back? Do I need to try or will it happen like this did? In a moment of time. Do I need to find a physicist or a psychic? Do I need to sleep on every train to get back home? It's like that life never existed.

The last week I've been trapped in my sister's room she rents from Mrs. Higgens. They've been nursing me back to health. Lots of chicken soup. I was fine, but the stories of my future-life made them think I needed my rest.

I had came to the city for the lectures, and I will end up going home without hearing any. My vacation in the city was just for two weeks. I keep asking my sister questions and listening to stories to kind of figure out what this life is for me. I'm apparently unmarried and well educated for a woman of the time. Maybe I can just figure out a way to stay here with her.

In a flash, my previous life was gone, and that person that I was is no more. Now I'm here, without a clear path, and I don't know where to turn. In my future-life I had a plan. I knew my career path. Here in the past who am I?