Comfort Zone is possibly the oddest story I’ve ever written and had published. I wrote it last year in a fit of desperation due to various things not happening in my writing career. I would say it’s my most ‘fictional’ story ever, other than the setting. However when I teach writing I always say that nothing is ever really fiction – I can only suspect that some of the ideas for this story are inspired by the kind of dreams I used to have (decades ago…) when doing stressful jobs like waitressing – in which I’d be running around serving people only to realise I’d shown up to work naked…