The Art of Staying Awake_Freyja_Work in the Minesite… Nostalgia……._Table
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The Art of Staying Awake
"I'm going to send someone over," the voice is awfully calm, leaning towards treachery and meekness. He waits, silently for her small voice to slice through but she remains quiet. www.onedoor.ccThis, he believes, is called acceptance. "Just treat him like you would treat me, please."She presses the phone against her ears until she can feel the coldness of it. That way, she hopes she can hear his hesitation. When she hears nothing, she looks around at her small apartment and sighs. She can always tell him no, she knows, but she wants to please him. She understands having a stranger in her place would be an a...
Freyja
It’s setting in once again, that well known primal urge. Run. Run far and fast as though your life depends on it. It may very well be the case. Though living by the hospitality of strangers is often a necessity, a means of survival, no mortal may be trusted for too long. Sooner or later, they all show their hand. When resting in their homes, feeding from their tables, sharing their ale in joyous frivolity, it is important to remember one universal truth - trust is for the weak, and I am not weak. I didn’t fall for it as a child when the woman with golden hair promised me a whole new life, free...
Work in the Minesite… Nostalgia…….
It was so cold about 9 degrees and still dark but I fixed myself in my favorite black jacket and black Reebok rubber shoes to have my morning jog with my workmate as early as 4 in the morning. I grabbed myself a warm sip of coffee to have some warm up. On the way to the airstrip of Lepanto high up in the mountains, the sky slowly lightened up and the sun appeared as we walk towards the field. I really admire the Cordillera mountains, it is so unique from its long mountain range. I always imagine the sunrise on the mountain ridges whenever I remember it. There is a dam if you look down wher...
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"Hey, is this seat taken?"I placed down my notes and plastered a fake smile as I faced at the owner of the oh-so-familiar voice and her friends."No, it isn't. Sit if you want.", I mumbled and continued on reviewing for the upcoming quiz. I could hear them shuffling to sit down and placed their trays. "By the way, I'm Joanne and these are my friends Lucy, Hussey, and Heejin.", Joanne started making small talk as she ate her lunch, her friends looking at me, expecting a response."I'm Olivia. I actually know you guys.", I gave them a small smile and continued on reading. I hate small talk because...