“I need lots of space,” Trish had told me at our first meeting.
The limp line of people staggers out of the fog as if they had just woken up. None of them remembers what came before, none of them knows…
POP!
I look down for brother’s blue and white ceramic teakettle, but it’s no longer in my hands. Then I think something that’s not…
I wish I had some interesting or humorous anecdote to tell you about how I met Adamn. Sadly, I do not have any such story.
The heat from the parabolic space heater feels good on my bare legs. I’m wearing shorts while I meditate. The only…
The gnat landed on my laptop screen again.