Keith didn't mind the change. The change he'd just learned about from Ezekiel was beginning to sound even more optimal as he thought of it more.

He preferred doing the most difficult in the morning anyhow. From his observations, Group A did jack all in the afternoons so long as they...

When he approached his office he noticed his door was open. He felt a tinge of sweat form. He never left his door open. His feet slowed. His mind raced to find out what had happened. His body dragged out the process.

When he turned the corner of the door's frame...

He was pissed. The cigarette burned.

It was the second time this week that Group A had dropped the ball. Twice in a semester was too much. Twice in one week was a call for action. Something needed to be done. Heads needed to roll.

Ezekiel thought about things. Faces flashed before...

Arnold Schwarzenegger was said to have 22 inch  biceps . Anyone who actually followed  bodybuilding closely knew this was an exaggeration. That it was a sort of tradition in bodybuilding to give every bodybuilder over 5'9 an attribution of 22 inch biceps after the Arnold era.

In the influencer world, you...

His college ex's husband was jacked. So Jacked that he changed his name, legally, to Jack. No first name or last name. Only a single name. Jack .

He was so jacked that his doctor suggested he donate his body to science.

"Don't worry. You would still be alive. It's less...

Few minutes into the  Netflix , he grew bored. Why was this show that was painstakingly produced less interesting then bits of information he surfed on the internet? House prices. Someone else's dinner or vacation. A random thought someone tweeted.

Godot quickly came up with an explanation. It was because shows...

"We have never been modern."

Were the words looping through his head as he walked down the aisles. He liked coming here at night. The fifth floor of the University library.

He'd been out of school for over ten years now. But he looked young enough to fit in here at night....

My life looked too complicated for me to write. Where would I begin? How would I end it. The story I mean, not my life itself.

I suppose everybody sees their life this way. Maybe that's why few people write  autobiographies .

I knew I could never write one myself if I...

Years later at a cafe, half a coffee on the table. His left thumb slid across the chin. Felt the stubble already comin in. Keith shaved every morning now. HIs coworkers from Spacecity might not recognize him if they saw him face on. The time that had past. The clean...

O'Reilly chewed on the old fashioned cake donut in the car with the air conditioner on, but the engine off. He had the phone on speaker phone. The podcast revealing insider info about the case was being discussed. A squeaky voiced man spoke about how a nearly middle aged man...