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One small step for man, one giant leap towards Instagram fame
‘Did you always know that you were going to be famous?’‘Well, I would say that it was my calling. When I was young, I realised that this was my purpose in life and I could truly make a difference.’‘Wow, that’s beautiful. What was the moment that you realised that this was your calling, that this is what you would dedicate your life to?’‘That’s a good question…hmm, I guess there wasn’t a moment that stands out for me. There isn’t a moment that my life flipped on its head. I think there was little moments that gradually led to here. You know the first time I published a photo, it was scary beca...
A Frozen, Beguiled Cabin.
“Beguile? What does that even mean Zelda? Can you stop already? I’m over this silly game.” Fitzgerald was on his last nerve, his lower lip turning a cool shade of purple, and trembling from the cold, his nearly frostbitten fingers stored productively between his thighs for warmth. For the last half hour, his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend Zelda promptly read from an old, worn-out dictionary, finding words she considered interesting and rarely used. “He'll beguile you with his famous smile, meaning to charm.” Zelda read calmly, her grapefruit coloured eyes scanning the definition. “To pull the wool o...
A Picking Problem
1/01/21 A Picking Problem 11:00PMNew year, new me. Yeah right. With the year I’vewww.onedoor.cc had, it’s hard to believe that any more muck can get caked onto the windshield of my car as I speed home down some back-country roads to a place I can only affectionately call Home. But where is Home these days? I finger what can only be considered a scabby snail of blood clot out of my nose into a tissue—except I can’t find a tissue so I fling it out the window. But then my problem persists. I can breathe now that the little guy is gone, but he opened up a dam.“Damn…” I pinch my nose and think of how someone wo...
Shades of Grey, but Maybe Not Fifty
Never underestimate that word but. Oh, we all know those dreaded sentences like I’m not racist BUT or I’d love to help you BUT. It’s far more versatile than that, though. You learn to see it coming, and to know it’s implied even when it’s not actually spoken. Well, here at the Ambrosia’s Ark Animal Sanctuary (the Ambrosia is after our founder, Ambrosia Hopwood, not the creamed rice) we’re not as hidebound (pun unintended, though we don’t have any cattle in at present anyway) as some others. We are happy to send dogs and cats to homes where there isn’t necessarily a garden that could be mistake...