Embrace the Complexity of the World.
Try to be there for people.
“Lookin’ for some #action, honey?” She’s obviously working, which is good because I’m obviously looking.
“Yeah, but I’m looking for something special.”
She notices the bag. “Like what?”
Nervous, I let her peek.
After, she thinks for a bit. “Double.”
I agree. It IS a big LEGO set.
“So what are our #options now?” We have an slightly higher number of interdimensional breaches in our lab.
“Thanks to George, we’re missing half of the emergency handbook!” But we had the important part.
“Your lack of creativity is depressing!” The piglet taped to the drone whizzed by.
Of course she didn’t want to deal with the #reality of the situation: she had spent her whole life avoiding things. She was good at it. Or at least, she was good at it now. Why would this be any different?
She slipped out the side door of the church, wedding gown and all.
“Shit! First, inbound’s late. Logistics is fouled up. The plan’s breaking down! We need some #transport now!”
“It’s called getting an Uber.” My husband can be so dramatic.
“Shit! First, inbound’s late. Logistics is fouled up. The plan’s breaking down! We need some #transport now!”
“It’s called getting an Uber.” My husband can be so dramatic.
It’s beautiful but harsh in places I didn’t expect.
It’s a bottle of scotch with your friend you haven’t talked to in a year and a half and finding out she had a Bad Year.
So you listen.
And just be there for whatever she says.
It’s beautiful but harsh in places I didn’t expect.
It’s a bottle of scotch with your friend you haven’t talked to in a year and a half and finding out she had a Bad Year.
So you listen.
And just be there for whatever she says.
“I’m sorry everyone. We’ve looked at the #numbers and…they aren’t good. We can’t even manage expectations on this. Tom, your numbers are dismal. Anna, you’re obviously distracted. There is no choice: some of you are going to have to go.”
Kindergarten is hard these days, sighed Calvin.
“The #myth of the perfect man eludes us again,” the leader of the cult of women proclaimed. They gathered their belongings and tents to move to the next village on their quest.
They never suspected that their goal was so close, in the young sons that watched them attentively.
Tim often wondered what the #literature of the human soul was.
It often got him extra punishment for not meeting his quota in the mines.
Tim often wondered what the #literature of the human soul was.
It often got him extra punishment for not meeting his quota in the mines.
I fell in love with your vistas from afar. But when I got to know you deeper, I found the #geography of your soul lacking. The lush forest hid a strip-mined heart, scarred by your own fear and greed.
I fell in love with your vistas from afar. But when I got to know you deeper, I found the #geography of your soul lacking. The lush forest hid a strip-mined heart, scarred by your own fear and greed.
“It’s tough being #famous. Especially in NYC. So many people want you. Either for a picture or to do something to take part of your fame. Don’t get me wrong, the town is great but it’s hard and forces you to change. Ya’ gotta adapt to survive here. Or leave.”
The Pizza Rat kept it real.
It was the #education he had expected: he had wanted to be a caddy instead of a janitor at the country club.
He soon learned that once people stop seeing you and get comfortable around you, you see who they really are. Knowledge of their true selves was incalculable.
It was the #education he had expected: he had wanted to be a caddy instead of a janitor at the country club.
He soon learned that once people stop seeing you and get comfortable around you, you see who they really are. Knowledge of their true selves was incalculable.
“Nasty #business,” the detective noted. “Rich kids would sneak over in costumes to the island and pretend to be deities. Then they whisk some natives off to their boat to indulge in the unspeakable. The worst bit is they would drop them back, broken and spoilt like toys. Fuck’em all.”
Tired today,
so a simple Happy #Halloween to all,
those who write and
those who haven’t started yet.
Tired today,
so a simple Happy #Halloween to all,
those who write and
those who haven’t started yet.
My neighbor was depressed. “Just a #ray of hope, that’s all I want.”
Always willing to help, I took my prison tray & shined the bottom with my frayed shirt until it was reflective.
In the morning, I bounced the sun’s light from my meager window slit over to my neighbor’s cell.
“Thanks.”
The solemn cadence of the soldiers’ march step was growing louder by the second.
“Dad, are you sure this will work?” We had worked on it for months. The government’s fall into fascism hurried our work and increased its importance.
“No time for #experiments, m’boy!” and he turned it on.
The solemn cadence of the soldiers’ march step was growing louder by the second.
“Dad, are you sure this will work?” We had worked on it for months. The government’s fall into fascism hurried our work and increased its importance.
“No time for #experiments, m’boy!” and he turned it on.