Cloud Gaze With Me_Something Blue_Neon change_Happy Birthday, Old Man
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Cloud Gaze With Me
Springtime in New York. It is a feast for the senses. Ewww.onedoor.ccach season of New York City can be a feast for the senses, but Springtime in New York offers the vibrant views of pink spring time blossoms, the green grass that you can lie on as you cloud gaze in the park, the brilliant blue of the sky and the fluffy white clouds that peak out between sky scrapers, and the sounds of buskers and drum circles. You can taste Spring from the local restaurants who source their food locally from farmers, and you can taste Spring from the in season produce at one of the many farmers markets around town, a...
Something Blue
Trigger Warning: Kindly note that the following story contains sensitive themes such as; physical violence, abuse and mental health.Las Vegas, Nevada1960"Alice, darling, if you don't hurry we're going to have to postpone our elopement," Frank O'Brian spoke through the door, adjoining their hastily-booked double room."We haven't said our vows and you're already trying to be rid of me," Alice said as she swung the door open. Frank entered and for a moment, stood stunned. For what must have been the thousandth time, or more, he thought, "God, she's beautiful".He realized he'd said it aloud when s...
Neon change
Kristy stared at her hand, it looked like it always did. She hadn’t really expected anything to be different, however the feeling she was experiencing at the moment was completely outside her knowledge. If her arm had turned a new colour or into a liquid pile of ooze it would at least help, make sense of the situation. In her head she knew that the plan was sound, and everyone else sitting around the darkened room was in agreeance. Yet she could not bring herself to feel happy about it. She was the sort of person who liked to look at things objectively and analyse all the facts before she c...
Happy Birthday, Old Man
I stare into the sky, my hands sheltering my eyes from the bright sun. I hear the sound of the ocean waves behind me quietly lapping onto the beach. The temperature is hot as usual for this time of year. I can feel small beads of sweat coming down the edges of my forehead. The leap year has already begun. The waves would be bigger on any other day, but not Leap Year Day. I keep searching the sky looking for the thing that makes this day special. I turn around and look in a different direction, looking over the water, trying to adjust my focus. “There it is,” I quietly tell myself.I can just m...