Jessica and I, Reunited_heartbeat_We Belong Here_Turn Around and Back
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Jessica and I, Reuwww.onedoor.ccnited
We had both heard the warnings and we talked about them before we went in, but we decided to do it anyway. We weren’t the only ones. When the movie started there were about twenty of us in the theater and while we sat and waited in the dark after the film ended, we guessed that just about everyone was still there. We knew the risks going in and the theater staff reminded each person inpidually as we entered the theater that the threat to our town from the militia group was real and that if anyone changed their mind about going in, that they would refund any ticket with no questions asked. But ...
heartbeat
I've always liked the sound of silence. The absence of sound is the catalyst for ideas and the perfect condition for success. Or so I always thought. Some will use music to bring ideas to light. Lyrical words rush into their ears and morph into new ones as they flow out onto a page. I've never been that way. Even the pouring sounds of soothing rain or deep, dark thunderclaps irritate me. Oh how I wish the calming waves of a blue, powerful ocean could help me sleep or get anything done. That the constant turning of a fan's white noise would clear my head. That even the own sound of my familiar...
We Belong Here
We belong here. The dark is where we live. We stay here. It’s damp, chilly, cold, but we like that. We like that. We wander in the dark, reaching, grasping, unseen and unseeing. And we like it that way. We know what it feels like down here, every crook and crevice, every drip of water and every crack or break in the wall. We know where we are. We don’t need to leave.We brush our hands against the wall, gently following the curve of the cool mossy stone as we creep quietly around the cave. We run our hand over a familiar bump in the rock. We position our foot gently over a crack. Gently we fol...
Turn Around and Back
“Annexa, place an order for one Chicken Tekka and one salad from Taj King,” Angelique said.“How did you know I was craving Indian?” Charlie wondered as he wrapped his arms around her.“Well, I’ve noticed that when you make yourself a Mango Lassi, it’s usually an indication that you’re thinking of Indian food,” she smiled, showing a perfect set of teeth, “but I only bought Sushi ingredients, so I’ve decided to make that tomorrow instead. You can have Indian today!”“Wow!”He wondered just how she could know what he wanted before even he knew he wanted them. He remembered once reading that Google k...