The monotony is loathsome. I slather it on my dry toast each morning and swallow it down with a wash of bitter coffee. I’m down to rationing one measly teaspoon of sugar per cup and it doesn’t make the morning any sweeter. I don’t even really know what day of the week it is butContinue reading “A bad day at the office”
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The metal box
Most days, I step outside and up into a long metal box that hums. Once inside, I find myself a place to sit quietly for the next half hour. The metal box continuously stops and starts, each time adding more people. Most sit but some stand. No one speaks. Someone will sit down next toContinue reading “The metal box”
Embrace it
It’s late afternoon as the clouds roll into the city. Grey and moody, they descend ominously upon evening commuters rushing to get home. A hurried man pauses, looks up, and a frown creases his brow. He sniffs the thick air and bleakly wonders if it’ll rain. The wind whips through the street and the manContinue reading “Embrace it”
Backyard tales 