The Trippiest Love I Ever Fell Into
My muse is a guy I slept with once, and I still don’t know how I should feel about that.

Where do you start a non-linear story? How do you set the scene for the unseen? Does it begin when you’re 23, and the “ghost” starts coming to your room, filling the space with the warm spice of his cologne, and something in your gut tells you this is…