The young man in the hoodie pounded his laptop . He still had an older model Macbook Pro , the ones with the graceful yet sturdy keyboards. One could get a lot usage out of those keys, and the guy in the hoodie had.

In college he had imagined himself becoming...

The taste of  blood was tinny. He may have liked it had he not been in the current situation. Across from the table was the man with the good taste in suits. He may as well have had a pistol pointed at him. That's the situation he was in now....

To do great work one must get going before it's late.

Great work requires time in flow . Frequently beginners struggle to get into flow. So much that they will take the flow whenever it comes, even if it arrives too late.

When is too late for flow? Too close to...

The man had giant hands, but his figure wasn't large. Most likely he had the genetics of a large man, but grew up in a famished environment. Still he walked around with the air of a giant. Not a gentle giant who wouldn't swat a fly, but the kind who...

The  fat man wasn't actually that fat. Apparently  Homer Simpson was once considered morbidly  obese . But with changing standards he was no longer considered morbidly so. The fat man felt the same way. One day in his 30s he looked at one of his old suits that he wore...

Growing up Blue never imagined what it would be like to lose somebody. By the time it hit him, he had lost three.

Growing up all he could imagine was how someone was wronging him. How the other person could be doing better. He spent a lot of time being  spiteful...

The Man in the Expensive Suit contemplated. He had enough power, that he could keep The Blue Kid away from that friend he had made during his hiatus. Some  homeless man from that no-name city in  flyover country . What the hell was that kid thinking?

One thing that required no...

The colors red, white, and blue stand for  freedom . Unless they're flashing behind you on the road. This time though he wasn't driving. Just walking. Alongside a highway. The kind that runs through the country rather than one of those multi lane, split in the middle interstates.

From the start...

Derick was thinking about  coffee . He had already drunk three. In the past drinking three, four cups made him excited. Information allured him. Replying to email s felt like a  video game . He could be doing the most boring thing, and it'd enthrall him.

The other day his barista...

I wandered aimlessly. Waiting to smoke my next  cigar . I already had a buzz going. So I'd hold off as long as possible before stopping in someplace for a  whiskey . You could make a buzz go long that way. The key was not to get into  beer too...