Tag: anxiety

Magic Little Blues

Some writers refer to writing as the ultimate pleasure, and in some ways, I suppose it is, but not in the way one usually experiences pleasure. It isn’t like the pleasure we get from eating ice cream or laughing or having sex. It is a pleasure more akin […]

The Hapless Line

The weight of the vessel – that constant burden of the man downtrodden – it grew more burdensome with each robotic step, steps he felt were prone to multiply with the drudgery of each passing day. There were others, an endless line of downcast souls. You and I, […]

Here’s To Goodbye

The learning took days that turned to weeks, then months and years, but finally – today, when our world entire imploded and consumed itself in hot flame, this whole inexplicable scenario, of you and me and the unstoppable freight train we both awoke upon, riding to someplace we […]