““I let her drone on and on about her academic pedigree, scrolling through the pages of her resume while I let my mind escape to Elsewhere. It’s a private space I’ve had since I was a kid, and there isn’t anything particular there, but it’s quiet and there is always something more fun to do than in real life. I became very good at visiting Elsewhere, and I often saw it in my seizure dreams. The brain goes haywire when the body seizes, so why wouldn’t I see a place or dream of it? I doubt any doctor would back my claim, but that doesn’t bother me. They don’t belong in Elsewhere.””
