Many years ago, one of the roles in my career was that of manager. The environment that I managed, was a large retail store. In this particular store, which sold a variety of items, there was also a cafe, which served a variety of drinks, including bottled options, and hand prepared beverages. In addition to […]
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Responsibiliheavy
We start out believing we will make the world a better place. But end up hoping that our actions didn’t make things worse. humbly yours J
Death is the only permanent change
Change is uncomfortable. Change forces us, or we allow to cause a sometimes minor, occasionally major, augmentation in us. We move forward after changes, with fresh new perspectives, new understandings, greater degrees of physical strength or endurance, altered grasps on particular emotional states, or even a sense that things are different, which, in those moments, […]
What is now?
When we glance over our shoulders we don’t check for friendly faces. We look backwards only to make sure we are moving in the right direction Chased only look back to ensure they evaded the pursuer. Rifling through memories is the equivalent of shaking hands with ghosts. Sharing the pictures only serves to conjure that […]
Say, “Now.”
My friend an I once played many games of Yahtzee. We passed evenings listening to music, and played game, after game after game. It was competitive, relaxing, and fun to enjoy each others company, and to see how chance affected our rolls. During one of these games, I remarked on her multiple, unsuccessful attempts to […]
Master the Tempest
The ocean is vast. The vessel, its sails buffeted by light winds, glides upon its open waters. In time, this sailboat will surely encounter a storm. The winds will howl and shriek, and force the craft in directions the captain does not intend. The gale will be so fierce, that the captain will lower the […]
Unmarked Grave
I stopped my car on a road that I’d never travelled. I didn’t use the gps; I’ve no idea how I reached my stopping point. I opened the trunk, retrieved the supplies, and set off in a random direction. I stopped after a time, though I don’t count how long. Then I began to dig, […]
Did you make your bed?
I’ve heard it said, that you should start each day by making your bed. Supposedly this action provides a sense of accomplishment, and drive, to perform more and more tasks throughout the day, thus leading to each day being a fulfilling experience. What if you forget to make your bed? Does this mean that you […]
Stop. Listen.
Stop. Listen. What do you hear? Do you hear the chirping of birds? Do you hear the wind in the trees? Do you hear nothing at all? Do any of these sounds fill you with a sense of anger or stress? Do you tense up at the sound of rain falling upon the ground? Do […]
The Waste (XV)
The figure glided towards her hunched-over form with the dexterity of a ninja, her sobs muffling the otherwise barely audible shuffle of soles across wood. Abigail’s keen senses felt the approaching presence of the stranger, as the curious bird cried out in the trees in the distant darkness. A phantom heat drew her attention over […]