Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I was never a fan of the quiet. I know my mind, and my mind runs with all kinds of bad thoughts when it is too quiet. I remembered something else about myself. If I can't remember my name, at least I can try to remember things about myself, hopefully. I... Continue Reading →

Photo by Garrett johnson on Pexels.com As Ed begins to explain to me about what is going on, I slow my eating. I slowly pick up and start on the second half of my tuna melt. Now that my stomach isn't so talkative. I finally take a long hard look at Ed. He is wearing... Continue Reading →

Photo by fotografierende on Pexels.com I awake in a school bus, in the second to last row bench seat. It is an older school bus, with the bench seats that have high backs and hard bars along the top to hold onto when you inevitably get bounced around due to poor shocks. For those of... Continue Reading →

I have been writing short stories for years. These stories are mainly based on my dreams, which tend to be a bit unbalanced and rather random. This is to be expected when dreams are involved. I tend to enjoy the creativity and randomness of dreams in general. I believe they can give insight into your... Continue Reading →

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