"I was having a quiet night, actually." Sean replied to the question. His arms were crossed, body leaning against the fridge while looking down on Marquis who was mixing himself another cocktail .

"Damn, man, you got some good bourbon ."

"That's scotch ."

"Damn, man. You got some good shit."

While Marquis gulped...

"Fuck Fuck Fuck!"

"Shut the fuck up! I can't concentrate!"

"Fuck! Why did you just do that?"

"Why did I save our asses?"

"I was going to catch up with that punk and block --"

"Marquis! SHUT UP!"

After a moment of silence Marquis started again. "Fuck Fuck Fuck!"

"Grove Man can you watch for me. Are...

He couldn't stay home for long. It didn't fit his groove anymore. He could never practice or workout here. Not in peace at least. Anytime he went to the gym or even a jog the activity became a spectacle. People wouldn't leave him alone. They probably thought that he was...

He looked at the black  duffel bag at his feet. Something about a duffel bag that wasn't filled all the way to the brim made it seem lacking. This duffel bag wasn't even half filled. But it would be more than 10 times what the surgery costed. Plus the duffel...

The thing I neglected to tell that mother fucker was that there was one other thing I done always keep with me besides condoms . Dudes would clown me for carrying this around in my pocket, but the ladies love it. They love to get smacked from behind with a...

His car was finally ready for pickup at the garage. But because he was no longer splitting rent with his girlfriend and had started eating out every meal, he was flat out broke, unable to  Uber there. So he had to ask one of his friends.

He wished he could ask...

I am fueled by parts of the earth.

Cooked and seasoned to my taste.

It empowers me.

Recently I stopped hearing "food is a love language" as a cliche.

I began to see it. I began to hear it. I began to understand finally.



It has been several days since i last ate your food.
But...

He estimated his car to have burned around 5,300 gallons of gasoline . This was based on the fact that it got 23 miles per gallon locally and 30 MPG on the highway.

The odometer approached 135,000 miles. The visualization of that number provided some sense of joy. Like no matter...

40 minutes after Katie had left her, Hazel assumed her friend was alone with Wesley Lachance. It had been a smidge longer since Wesley had disappeared from the party's public sphere. And seeing how the rest of the  party was still out here, Hazel thought it was less likely that...

The only thing that is real is the present. Yesterday and tomorrow are just imaginations. 

We sometimes forget this fact because we think our memory is infalliable.

But even when we do remember something 'accurately' it is still something being remembered rather than experienced.

Some might argue that  memory is an  experience  ...