Colour of the Seasons_This Is It_Just Two Friends_COME LEAVE YOUR TROUBLES BEHIND YOU
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Colour of the Seasons
Colour of the Season (1) The winter has begun from the 1st of June officially in Australia. I wonder, if the season does follow the calendar. It is safe to say, the season has its own subtle way to make transition. As I see in my suburb Ingleburn, far flung from Sydney city, the winter season is full on, its icy cold grip complete. But the season is not all about brute cold and unforgiving weather. It has its own elements to enchant on-lookers. The gradual change in colours of the season and in the mood of the sky with all-encompassing blue or wandering clouds is a joy to watch.Carinda Street ...
This Is It
Ok, Gene, you can do this. You just need to be polite, be real, get it out as quickly as possible and don’t look back, simple as that.Gene knocked on Veronika’s door, hesitated for a moment, wanting to turn and walk away but he forced himself to be strong and really go through with it this time. He stood there in deep contemplation and suddenly realized no one had answered the door for quite a while now while he was deep in thought.How dare she! Do I not command admiration and respect? From my peers, from the opposite sex, even my superiors, but you, Veronika, you, you are just different, aren...
Just Two Friends
“Why are you crying, Theo?” Arthur asks from behind him, sitting down on the step next to him.“None of your freaking business,” Theo says, wiping away his tears with the back of his hand.“I believe it is my business,” he says, in a matter-of-fact tone.“And how have you arrived at that brilliant conclusion?”“When someone considers someone else’s problem as your own, they are a friend. When someone is loyal to you no matter what and protects you whenever they can, they are called a friend. They–”“Okay, okay, I get it. You have fabulous memory,” Theo says, raising his hands in surrender.“Why are ...
COME LEAVE YOUR TROUBLES BEHIND YOU
COME LEAVE YOUR TROUBLES BEHIND YOU Trevor stared out of the window of the mwww.onedoor.ccoving train, packed with passengers at this hour of the morning.The scenery was impressive to most, but not to Trevor, as his mind was someplace else. He saw very little scenery of late. His stress levels blocked out many of life’s rewards and pleasures. At the Bay Boulevard station, Trevor disembarked from the train to walk to the ferry port. He thought how just two weeks ago he had arranged for this day as he walked.The times, they were mighty stressful. The loss of his job, the virus, the bills past due. It was all ...