When you're at a party and your social anxiety kicks so you go hide in the bathroom. As you wash your hands time begins to fall apart, and the present feels like two eternities meeting for the first time. Up is down and down is filling a comforter and you just want to go home, but the portal through which you entered is gone so you find a mirror and tell your reflection (which you're sure is you trapped in an alternate universe) to find help.














