Life Without Light_So Much For The Afterglow_THE TREE THAT BINDS_The shadows of your eyes
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Life Without Light
“Follow me,” said the young woman. She spoke to a middle aged man who stood beside her. He held a small potted plant that looked out of place in the drab colorless house he had just entered. The woman took up a light and led the way down a dim passageway.“It’s been nearly a decade since I saw your Father, Kate,” the man said a trifle awkwardly. He felt strangely unsettled. The whole atmosphere felt eerie and unnatural. “How have you all been?” He asked.“For the most part we’ve been well, Mr. Goodray,” the woman answered in a strained voice, “But a few years ago my father suffered from an illn...
So Much For The Afterglow
The sun was unforgiving, penetrating through the windshield of her car as though there were no barrier at all. Sweat began to drip down her back, pooling in the crevice where the cheeks of her bum met. Stupid Spanx shorts, she thought, as she shifted in the driver’s seat and turned up the air conditioning. How she longed to be back beside the pool at Nell’s house, stretched out with a beer, free to dip into the cool water for reprieve at her leisure. It wasn’t that Carmen disliked summer and warm weather all together, she just felt there was a proper way to enjoy it. Making a mad dash to a wed...
THE TREE THAT BINDS
Max was just about to reach his 10-mile milestone for the day. He glanced at his black fit-bit watch. 130 bpm Not bad. The cool breeze of the early morning streamed through Max's body with a smear of sweat covering his skin. His running shoes offering some buoyance, making him bounce on the pavement sidewalk. His jogging resembled the rising sun's ceremonial welcoming, which radiated across the Eastern horizon over the skyscrapers.Max made a left turn and entered the park, a cheat, rather than going all the way round to access his apartment located meters away from the recreational ground. Max...
The shadows of your eyes
You kept saying "open your eyes, look at me and see the sun coming from this old window". Yes, it is an old window for a very long time, but still, the sun comes through it. It is amazing how we cherish those known places where we have been so happy, even though they look so damaged and crying in need of repair. As a matter of fact, they are older than we are. We had not made the needed renewals and we have to deal with its bad functioning issues. Just like ourselves. Only, the soul does not get old. I am still the same person, just like this sun that comes into the room, no matter if it is an...