Doree Shafrir has written a really well done and somewhat terrifying piece about night terrors. She describes some her own night terrors—times that, while sleeping, she was sure her dream was reality: • “They are monitoring my breathing. If I don’t hold my breath and stay completely still, I am going to die. I am not allowed to move at all, or they will know, and they will kill me.”
Listen, I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve been skulking around gray office hellscapes for a few years now, a full-fledged member of the white-collar workplace. And whether it’s a slick downtown hellscape or a suburban campus hellscape, there’s one thing that remains as consistent as awkward kitchen small talk and IT issues: horrifically misused, utterly disgusting shared bathrooms.
There was no mistaking this captured family of bloodsuckers. Erin and Ben definitely had bed bugs.