ASMR Hang Out
By Craig Wilson
I find myself chilling out in a fine art coffee shop.
The place is crowded and I was lucky to get a table.
There’s Smooth Jazz playing on the black speakers.
One of my favourite ASMR artists is chilling out here.
My favourite artist talks about how they do their work.
As my favourite ASMR artist talks, I get the brain
tingles.
They ask me whether I agree with them and I nod my head.
I feel so relaxed. A cheerful smile slowly extends my
face.
Sadly, we hear my phone’s alarm, and my dream thus ends.
The End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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