My journal of big words and pretty pictures
I turned up the TV to drown out the constant droning in the garage. I couldn't do anything about the hot, metal stench seeping through the house. I asked him before to open the garage door to help filter that stink, but his paranoia over being spied on was too great. The sudden silence from … Continue reading Devil’s darning needle
I took the first shift because I thought he'd wanna sleep. I'd gone to bed early so I'd be rested before we left. He never came to bed, instead he stayed up repacking the car like Tetris. Maybe he was wired from sleep deprivation, but Gawd, he would not stop talking. Kept rambling about people … Continue reading Ramming speed
During the first months of my life, I swam in the warm ocean of my mother's womb. Adrift on gentle waves, I breathed in her briny abundance, and was soothed to sleep by her tender lullaby. Salt pulsed through my veins, creating an undeniable bond with the sea. Hours from the end of my life, … Continue reading A salty lullaby
He found her in the morning at the breakfast table. The dark circles under her eyes were as threatening as storm clouds. "Another bad night, babe?" He threw the question over his shoulder as he poured a cup of coffee. She seemed to not hear him. Toying with her still full cup, she sighed deeply, … Continue reading In your dreams
“The quantum theory of parallel universes is not the problem, it is the solution. It is not some troublesome, optional interpretation emerging from arcane theoretical considerations. It is the explanation, the only one that is tenable, of a remarkable and counter-intuitive reality.” ~ David Deutsch Stella woke to harsh lights and excruciating pain. A mask … Continue reading Altered state
Her exaggerated eye-rolling and audible sigh left no doubt that she was done. His pained expression wasn't enough to guilt her into regret. "I just told you I loved you," he said. "No, you didn't. You simply regurgitated one of your lame, hackneyed pickup lines. Even after a year, I still don't know how you … Continue reading I need to love you more
Thin spiral notebook 