It was a typical Wednesday. The middle of the week, steal your soul moment when you realize that all of the agony of this week is only half over. I listened to the dull hum of my computer in my cubicle and listened to Roy attempt to negotiate for the return of his half eaten report from the copier…
Read MoreThe mansion was grand and probably the envy of all who surrounded it in its heyday. Beautifully sculpted gates ground open with years of rust. They objected to being moved with a loud uncomfortable squeal…
Read MoreI just died. Complete loss. My character continued to make death spasms as the screen asked whether I wanted to respawn at my last save point…
Read MoreYou have been meditating in the woods for some time now...
The quiet is perfect for this...
I hope someday to meet my spiritual companion. I have always wondered what shape it would take...
Why do dreamers dream?
In sleep we make silent wishes to a mind willing to listen but unwilling to do.
We fall in love with the idea of doing something.
Read MoreThe mist set in. I could barely convince myself to open my eyes to look out the window. What was today? There was something that I was forgetting. The baby screamed in the other room…
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