Charlie stood facing the door for an eternity, expecting the next step to get easier, but it didn’t. Something welled up in his chest, just above his heart and below his neck. It wasn’t exactly pain and it wasn’t exactly love. Thanks to Dr. Thornton, he realized that it was a longing for days past. Charlie often thought that life before therapy had been easier. He didn’t have to acknowledge all of...

Bill slogged through calf deep, room temperature water. His heavy and normally very comfortable work boots were completely filled. His toe skin, now rapidly softening , would soon resemble the California Raisins. Somehow the warmth of the water managed to exacerbate the situation. Why wasn’t it cold? Where the hell is everyone? None of this made any sense.

It had been three weeks since losing his...

Gus!! Gus!! Come here buddy! I’ve got a treat for you!

He always did this at the worst times. Never on a nice sunny day. Never when I don’t have to leave in 10 minutes. Remind me, why do we have dogs again?? That’s right…it’s because they’re hilarious and lovable and they smell funny. Like dogs should. Just a reminder, if you don’t like them…you belong on a list.

Today was especially inconvenient,...

I’m uncertain how the red phone booths of England became a symbol of that entire country, but it absolutely has. A quick scan of any jet setters Instagram account will confirm. I think anytime most people see one of these iconic, but obsolete booths, their noggin is immediately filled with images of beefeaters, the royal family and odd looking taxis.

I may be the exception. When I see one of th...

I painstakingly laid each step in its place, desperate to move silently, but to no avail. The air was moist and heavy and I could feel the condensation in my nostrils and upper lip each time my lungs refilled. Anyone that has spent time in the wilderness knows that the forest is full of sound, but not tonight. A incorporeal weight seemed to be smothering all of the surrounding the life. I could fe...

EJ stared blankly at his notebook. The thin blue lines seemed to be separated by endless gulfs of emptiness. The paper itself anxiously waited for him to demonstrate the ability to develop a storyline. The teacher waited. They all did. Today was different, rather than inspire, the blank pages seemed to incapacitate. EJ knew that if he did come up with something fast, it would solidify what everyon...