I GOT SERIOUSLY ILL OUT OF NOWHERE

I froze because my living room looks like a tornado hit it. The coffee table is gone. The rug is rolled up in the corner. My favorite armchair has a mysterious stain on it, and the pictures on the wall are crooked, some even missing. My mouth goes dry as I step forward, gripping the doorframe to steady myself.

Nothing looks the same.

I shuffle further continue reading …