Dick had been studying for nearly 4 hours. He was focused, the looming deadline had him stressed. He had to create a game, solitaire. He couldn't even spell the name right. He first noticed he felt anxious, his eyes tired, and then he had to leave. He packed up quickly...

Dicks favorite tool was a screw driver. He got it from his dad who got it from a friend. He liked it because his dad  used to tell him stories, and for some reason that screw driver was always in his hand, he would wave it around point with it....

"You going anywhere for the break?"

The question snapped Dick out of his day dream.

"What, huh, Alice how are you, uh no just chilling here, yeah, chilling."

"Oh nice a few of us are going up to a cabin for the long weekend. Its not ski season, but you can walk around...

Kevin  noticed everything. The motels floor was scratched there, so they put carpet over it. The paint chipped there, he could do that next week. The roof needed work. That job had to wait for his nephew to come. Once a year he'd come stay at the place. Help Kevin...

When Marc stopped dancing.

It wasn't an intentional thing. 

It was slow like filling a room dripping faucet. 

Life in some ways took it from him for sure.  

He was running for his life.

Other things were more important. 

But it was true before he met Sammy he wasn't dancing. 

He barely...

A knock on the door brought Marc back to reality. 

He paused waiting to see if they'd go away. They couldn't see him through the blinds, but he couldn't see who it was. 

It was Sammy's dad Kevin. 

He was  overweight but not in a way that was obvious. Short,...

Terry strolled through the park doing his usually lap. Terry's walk he would later tell his wife . The whole perimeter then through the center. While he did this, he'd walk slow. Sometimes stopping at a bench, sometimes just scrolling through his phone. It was his lunch time, so he...

Sammy didn't know how to reply to Marcs question.

"Why do you want to do this?"

"I want to be like the Blue Man."

Marc froze for a second. He doesn't know. He just keeps saying that.


"No but why do you want to do this?"

"I just like it."

That for some reason...

Marc ground the head of the cigarette out. He flicked it into the grating of sewer opening. Its all gunna end up in the same place, isn't it he thought. He at first was motivated by Sammy, but now he didn't understand something he didn't get it. What did Sammy...

Every so often Love was reminded of his past. Today spreading butter on toast, and listening to his coffee brew in the pot. He was reminded of his wife. How many mornings did they spend together, and different orientations they sat, and mugs they broke and cleaned.

She liked sandwiches...