One night, at 2 AM, I decide to get out of bed, after finally deciding that sleep is not visiting tonight. I start talking to my friend about nothing in particular and I head to the bathroom. I turn on the light and go in. We talk about random stuff before she decides to go to sleep. Alone again, oh well. When I come out though, I stop. There’s a door in front of my bathroom – a door that wasn’t there previously. Continue reading “My Very Own ThinkSpace”
Based on the prompt on 5th June 2014.