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Campfire Confessions
There was always something freeing about being in the woods with nature surrounded by tall trees which looked like they reached to the heavens. I had taken many trips to the woods alone when I needed to think and reconnect with myself. My trips were usually taken after bad breakups, job endings, job beginnings, new beginnings and just because. My best friend, Reese, was going through some things that life throws at you all at once. She had to face a lot of hard balls coming at her all at once. In a time span of a few months her mom died suddenly, her boyfriend broke up with her and moved to an...
A delayed journey
A delayed journey “Please stay away from the closing doors.” I heard the announcement as I reached platform two of Beverly train station in Sydney. I was late again for my work. “Oh no! Not again. Why can’t you get out of bed a little earlier” I groaned.I stood there, breathless, trying to get some air into my lungs and looked at the train doors closing right in front of me. It had enough space for me to squeeze in, slid inside one of the compartments, and I would not be late to work. I would not have to go through the situation of nagging and explaining with my boss. My whole day would not b...
Runner Up!
Noise.There is a lot of it. Around me, above me, beside me, coming from the blocks in the lane next to and behind me.There is the crowd and it's mighty roar, the voices of all the people watching, drowning down into one voice that demands an exciting race.There is also noise inside of me. It's quieter than everything else. The distant sound of my heartbeat filling up every single inch inside of my living body. I live and breathe it, and so does the crowd, spurring on the Run Run Run that is coursing through every fiber of my body that wants nothing more than to take off and fly.But I control i...
Friends
The doorbell rang so I went to see who was at the door. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Tom ‘WildMan’ Morse standing there. He gave a weak smile and asked if he could in and talk with me. I said of course, and we both went to the living room and sat down. I never knew how or why he was nicknamed ‘WildMan’, but it was what everyone called him. I believe it was something he had done when he was young and living in South Carolina. He was the person who organized the golf outings that I became part of several years ago. He was currentwww.onedoor.ccly having problems with his kidneys, and we would...