The Bed

His bed is large enough to fit eight grown men, but even so it doesn’t bring sleep to him. Instead, it brings him waking dreams, the kind where he stares into the darkness while trying to make out its exact form.

His bed is large enough to be a dining table for guests, so he doesn’t know why he still feels disconnected, even from the many people he knows are out in the world and also lying awake in bed.

Each time he falls in bed, it transports him to a different plane in space, and he thinks he’ll have to spend the rest of the morning trying to make his way back to where time and normality exists.

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