Nobody is Watching

Eric Forseth
8 min readApr 1, 2022
Photo by Charlotte May

A man wakes up in the morning and notices his mouth feels like sandpaper and smells like old milk.

Nobody else is around. It was another Thursday in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. He thought, I need a humidifier.

After a minute, he rolls off his white-ish sheets and towards his bathroom. He stumbles twice. Once when stepping onto a pillow that fell onto his bedroom’s hardwood floor. Once while avoiding a pile of…

Eric Forseth

I like writing so I write. I dabble in humor, fiction, short stories, observations and things I’ve learned.