The Mushroom Cloud_One Year In_Never Too Old_"Past the Point of No Return"
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The Mushroom Cloud
Jericho had been let out of school for the past thirty minutes, but he wasn’t ready to go home yet. The hilltop behind the school parking lot beckoned him on that gorgeous fall afternoon. Laying on the grassy knoll, his backpack sitting next to him, he was gazing up at the puffy clouds that dotted the sky like marshmallows floating in a cup of bright blue cocoa. He furrowed his brow as he realized that no one should ever consume cocoa that was bright blue, but he nonetheless loved staring at the sky whether it was clouds during the day or the stars at night.The stars looked the same all the ti...
One Year In
I never met Bartell in person, and yet in our year long relationship he has come to reveal things about himself to me, some aspects of his personality that he has never shared with another living soul. And for good reason; some of the things he has told me could have dire consequences, easily landing him in a great deal of trouble. Such is the nature of psychotherapy. When it works well, patients trust you with their deepest, most troubling thoughts. And when it doesn’t work well, sometimes they trust you with even more. Bartell had been referred to me shortly after the pandemic lockdown ...
Never Too Old
Never Too Old Jack looked out of the window as the snow began to fall, it’s large flakes suddenly covering the garden in a cold, white carpet. 'Hey Julia, look out of the window. It’s like a scene from a Christmas card out there.’ He was standing in the lounge, still wearing his dressing gown and slippers even though he had been up for hours. He held this morning’s third mug of coffee in his hand. ‘Notwww.onedoor.cc sure if the paperboy will deliver this morning though, the snow seems to be settling pretty fast.’ There was no answer from the kitchen. Julia was not a communicator first thing in the mornin...
"Past the Point of No Return"
“You should be a model.” A grin spreads across Drake's face. He takes his skating partner's hand in his, assuming the starting position. Their fingers tangle together in a way that can only happen during practices and performances. His hand slips around her back, mimicking the start of a tango, el paseo. He’s held women before, but the bond he has with her asks more of him. In other affairs, he was able to escape but this one is different. He wondered while performing if they were just that, performing, or if something else was happening. Aelina smiles back at him, there is playfulness in her ...