Misterdoe's Fiction

I was there, but not there.
I could see all around me in every direction at once, or so it seemed, but I was not only invisible but somehow not-solid. Not seeing my own legs or feet below me, it was hard to feel… grounded.
The room I was in appeared to be a hotel suite, set [...]

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Not long after the runaway-van dream, I had a daydream triggered by a guilty conscience that went like this: I had an on-and-off relationship with this girl I’ll call Lisa. Once when I went to visit her, knowing she was angry with me over some stupid thing I had done, I parked my car in [...]

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