He could not get comfortable. He wasn’t in pain, just slightly uncomfortable. The cushions were soft and the couch was spacious but he kept shifting his weight, unsuccessfully trying to find a spot where he could relax. His neck hurt and he felt fat. His shoes were too tight but[…]
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Long Road
The old car did not have a radio in it. Its growling engine was so loud that he was not sure he would have been able to hear any music anyway. Instead, he leaned back in his cracking leather chair and watched the world slide by, tree after tree. Outside[…]
Read moreMy Silent Friend
Sometimes the world gets so loud. I work in an open-plan office, which is another word for hyper-extroverted socially-engineered hell. Open-plan offices are always full with prying strangers buzzing around you, incessant small talk and constant social pressure with waves of noise. I walk outside sometimes, but the office is right in[…]
Read moreGo Fetch!
Throw it… Come on, just throw it! Wait, wait, wait… He’s gonna throw it now. Now. Now… Now! He threw it! He threw it! He threw it! Oh, wow, what a shot! Go! Go! Go! Come on, come on, I almost got it. Almost got it. Almost. Almost. Wait… And…[…]
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