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The Sandman Versus The Insomniac
Making dreams is honest work. There’s nothing much to it, really, and I’m not trying to be humble by saying that. In the past few years fatigue has become an epidemic. Forced to work, forced to sacrifice sleep for work and family, humans doze off in the most inopportune places, from steering wheels to office computers to you-name-it. It’s cute, watching them submit to sleep so easily. Almost pitiful. I barely have to lift a finger. But who am I to judge them for craving sleep so bad? Sleep is a drug, an aphrodisiac, a God, a scarcity. I know sleep. I am sleep. My hair is the feather fluff ins...
Slippery Turn of Events
It was terribly cold. Snow was falling and it was almost dark. The weather reports over the radio were all coming to pass. The pavement on the interstate was now beginning to glisten as the road spray from other vehicles’ tires disappeared and hardened into black ice. Charlie had been keeping tabs on the impendiwww.onedoor.ccng weather ahead of her all day. Every report she listened to warned of a big snowstorm in the mountains. Charlie was a trucker, and she slowed her speed down to help maintain traction on the quickly freezing highway. She had crossed the Columbia River several miles back and into Oregon...
Circus Life
Looney the clown was too dependent on his environment to survive in the outside world, like an animal kept in captivity its whole life. Tooney watched Looney’s grave like it was a blinding sunset. Tears stung his eyes, falling to the ground and welling in a sea of shame. Tooney was the proverbial clown nobody wanted to see cry. *Looney’s palms were sweaty, stomach twisted in knots, heart beating against his ribcage. He forced himself to yawn, loosening up his jaw. Performed jumping jacks to get his blood going. Raised his shoulders, then let them drop to release tension. He looked over at his ...
Cupid cat
Cupid Cat My name is Roger Griff allow me to tell you a story of how I met my one true love. It all started when I woke up around five in the morning randomly during the week. I had a basic nine to five at a photo production warehouse down the street. After waking up and worried that if I went back to sleep I’d just end up sleeping in there by wasting my morning I got up. It was too early to getting ready for work or eating breakfast. And just playing video games would also cause me to waste my morning away. I was trying to be more cautious of my time now ever since I graduated college. I deci...