People seek answers throughout life. Some realize answers are  ephemeral .

An answer correct today will be less tomorrow.

Is there an answer that lasts? Weren't there discussions of such a thing. By buddhist and  new age thinkers?

Love thought about this while driving. His gas tank was near empty now. He usually...

When you have a car that's old enough to have miles under it's belt, but not too old that the repairs are getting costly, it can be easy to think that that car can go on forever. Can be difficult to imagine that one day the  car will become un-drivable....

In a glass covered hallway, a man draped in navy blue walked. The air outside seemed ready to turn over to late fall. For now the temperature was cool enough for a suit. But not cold enough to warrant a coat.

Navy blue was a more popular color over in Europe....

He was in a bad mood on the ride over to the pub. He hadn't showered early enough to clean his hair and get it dry by the time he had to leave the flat. Didn't get to get his hair into the right shape. So his date might not...

He gathered his thoughts. Reflected on what he had gone through the past six months. Finally realized that he had in fact stayed in this new town for six months. He had been going to  Westcity beforehand. Made a big rush to get there too. But once he found this...

He was skinny. No not skinny. Lean. Lanky. Large framed. Big boned. Large frame. No beef. But strong. With him around moving the pews was easy. The man must've been hungry. Chewed down the donuts. Old people like myself couldn't eat donuts like that.

It was nice to have young energy...

John Meecham was okay with his town having no opportunities beyond the world of becoming an auto mechanic, working at a chain, or being a religious man. Meecham knew nothing else. He chose to become a man of christ.

He choose christ not because he loved God, but because he found...

When he finally decided to drive to  Westcity he felt calmer. Linda would be there he thought. And if she wasn't, then her job was complete. She had been tasked to simply get him to return finally.

It would be at least 10 hours until he arrived. That would be if...

The frazzled plea from inside stuck with Marc Love as he drove away from the sunset. He had knocked. Twice. In case she hadn't heard. Then he was about to go away. Sometimes people didn't want to answer the door. You couldn't wait forever.

She had yelled out to let him...

He gently touched the shape of the joint through the fabric of his shirt pocket. He'd placed it there because it was safest. Safest for the joint. Probably less safe in terms concealment from law enforcement. He was already so high. This joint would be enough to get him very...