Curry_Come the Rain_A Long Haul Trucker Gets a New Job Assignment_A Morning Walk - To The Other Side
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Curry
Shumesh woke up one morning in his family's farm. Uneasy, he stared at the sky, longwww.onedoor.ccing for an answer to an unasked question. Shumesh's home nation of Torsina was in a disagreement with Medara, a country to the east, and Shumesh wished there was a way to prevent the disagreement between nations from escalating into a full blown war. Shumesh's Grandmother told him stories along time ago of a land across the southern sea where a Goddess who could grant any wish lived, but no one had ever found the Goddess, as the land was inhabited by monsters. Shumesh and his mother and sister walked the Goat...
Come the Rain
The general looked down the long lines of his troops in formation for battle. They looked ready for battle. He looked across at the enemy troops loosely set in an attack formation. The enemy looked like a mob more than an army. Yet their reputation for destructive violence was unequaled. Thousands of soldiers on both sides of the field faced each other preparing to wage war.“Why do these things happen? Why are we lined up today to kill as many of the enemy as possible” asked the general? “We were at peace till these people decided they wanted our property. Does evil people ever stop being evil...
A Long Haul Trucker Gets a New Job Assignment
Author's warning: adult languageGreetings to all of you and thanks for taking the time to listen to my story. I don’t get to talk to many people and am pleased to be having this conversation. I’m Nick, a long-distance trucker: a disappearing job and way of life. I drive my 18-wheeler coast-to-coast weekly with various kinds of cargo. My rig is actually my home – I don’t have a fixed address. Long-haul trucking is a weekly, boring journey across our highways, passing anonymously through truck stops and chain restaurants. Why do I do it? I don’t have good people skills which limits my other opti...
A Morning Walk - To The Other Side
A glorious morning seemed at hand as I stepped out for a walk. A few thin cloud patches floated above but they did little to hide the brilliant blue of the sky. The sights and sounds of summer abounded. A hummingbird hovered near me. A small airplane droned lazily overhead. A mower engine sputtered in the distance, scenting the air with the aroma of newly-mowed lawn. I wanted badly to adopt the mood of the morning as my own but I just couldn’t. My nerves were completely raw from the stresses of the day before when a doctor’s visit turned into a scolding about my cholesterol, blood-pressur...