I was a professional scientist attending a conference at a university, and a man was stalking me. The situation kept replaying, but despite my attempts ...
My apartment kept morphing into public spaces. First a light switch suddenly became a call button for an elevator, and one of my doors became the glass ...
It starts off with me being late to work, and when I get there I can't seem to figure out how to punch in because something is wrong with the time clock...
I am both the grieving lover and the disembodied lost lover, seeing through both of their perspectives. As the lost, I travel through space as a conscio...