The mind plays tricks, locking away that which it deems worthy, deciding how and when and what is allowed to escape. Sometimes a memory is clear and shiny. Each time it is recounted it gleams brighter, polished with love the beauty deepens; but some are frozen or out of reach, or like a bright sunny
The room was large enough to contain a man’s life, and with adequate space to move about comfortably, but no extra. A large, sturdy dining room table doubled as a desk. He leaned on it heavily, switched on the computer, and music absorbed the quiet. In one corner there was a kitchen area composed of
“Are you alright?” Her friend asked. “Yea, I feel fine.” “Well you were screaming a lot.” “No, that wasn’t me. I didn’t scream.” “Ok well, I asked the receptionist, you were the only one back there.” “Oh.” She didn’t remember screaming. All she remembered was, when she tried to look at the sonagram screen the
Two women walked into my bar. They were sisters but I didn’t k now it yet. I was a little stressed out because it was ten minutes till the kitchen closed and I had to hurry up and get the last orders in, so I hurried to give them menus and said hello but kept
