The Elusive Path

The Elusive Path

For some time I wandered looking for the path, checking the green luminous numbers on the clock beside my bed. The last time I checked was 2:17 AM. I was looking for the imaginary path to sleep, it had been almost three hours since setting out. Presumably shortly...
Drift

Drift

When the top’s down the dual exhaust sounds fuller, more rumbly, and of course, louder.  It’s like a continuous accelerating loop of stimulus and reward.  A touch on the accelerator translates to that distinct dual exhaust note, a signature of the candy...
Handmade Fun

Handmade Fun

He announced the time was at hand; thinking about hands: writing with hands.  This he hand delivered. Ever been caught with your hand in the cookie jar?  Was justice handed down?  Was it a hands-down confession, or did you escape, red-handed?   Get your hands off me!...
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