a long fall

*short story* You're not sure where or who you are. You're not even sure when you are.
You know how to speak, breathe, eat, laugh - you just can't remember where or how you learned it.
A kind woman who claims to be your mother, but she can't be - can she? Your mother doesn't look like that.. no she looks like.. like.. what does your mother look like?

Amnesia. That's what the doctor said.