We're not talking heaven or hell here, just what to expect if you end up in limbo...Your drink would always be either just a little too hot or just a little too cold...close enough to right that you'd go ahead and drink it.
Your clothes almost fit right...not so wrong that you'd change, but almost right so you'd go ahead and wear them anyway, but you'd spend the day fidgeting with the clothes.
Every television show would start five minutes into the episode or twenty minutes in if it's a two-hour movie.
Your fingernails wouldn't grow anymore, but they'd be just a little longer than you'd like them to be.
The music would be tolerable - but not good - cover versions of songs that you like.
Fruit would be permanently on the verge of being ripe but never would quite get there, and if it ever did, it would be just a little overripe.
You'd never be first in line - but there wouldn't be enough people ahead of you that you'd give up and come back later.
The vending machines would always pay up, but it would never be what you wanted.
The weather would change daily but would never give a full day or sun or rain...just a constant threat and intermittent drizzle...not cold but not quite warm either.
You wouldn't have to wash your clothes because they wouldn't get any dirtier but they'd always have just a slight smell to them - as though you'd been wearing them for three straight days.
The humming of the fluorescent lights would be the wrong pitch - and it would change every few days so you couldn't get used to it.
And the chocolate would've bloomed.























