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bittertea on April 11, 2009

At my apartment between my mates and I, there's this little game we play. It's called “who's Ashley”. It begins with me doing some daily mundane activity but I somehow manage to slip into an alternate dimension of space and time, seeming to have completely disappeared from this world. Three to seven days pass and eventually someone says, “where's Ashley?”. Then someone replies, “who's Ashley?” Thus the search derives from my physical absence which is lost among the unknown, to my whereabouts of a definite existence. : 3

…upon my return I always just tell them I've been ‘busy’.