I’ve been told a lot to focus on one thing until completion. It makes sense and it works – when I’m at my day job. For my personal projects, the more I try to focus on one, the more my mind wanders with thoughts of my other projects.
I know what the adults that heard what I listened to in my adolescence must have thought when they heard the music I was into. yeah, phases. I hear what teenagers like these days and, HOLY SHIT…I think to myself. Then I heard this song. It’s got some
In conversation with coworkers and others I realize that not every one pays attention to the same things. Not everyone knows what you do. Not everyone can invest the time to concern themselves with the wrongs of the world to a point of action. Not everyone has multiple
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Home from a long day at the job. NOT MY FAULT! Not at all my damn fault. I don’t make the parts. All I can do is place my order. “My car has been here for two days already. What do you mean they haven’t sent the necessary
“We’ll share the soup. You want a beer or soda?” Their fight has lasted three days, she misses his affection. “My treat.” She reaches for her wallet. “I’ll take a beer. Is the soup super spicy?” Spicy hot gives him heartburn. She doesn’t say anything, just orders the
The other day on route to my job I was listening to the radio. Power 106 where hip-hop doesn’t live. After one the trendy songs they repeat multiple times every day a commercial aired informing listeners that vaping is dangerous and kids are doing it and that that
New glasses. Reading. Left eye. Everything skewed. Normal they said. Hard to believe. Accustomed. In a week or so they said I’ll be. Clean and crisp. Words now easy to read. A bit off. For a few days things will seem. They said. Never adjusted, now they believe.
Empty bottles litter this tiny single room apartment. An old inexpensive ‘L’ shaped desk hugs the opposite corner from the entrance. The one window allows the sun to shine on the longest part of the desk and on an unfinished painting. When he was eighteen years old he
It’s time to go work, a job he keeps out of necessity. The girls, his niece’s are gathered around a fifteen year old car that belongs to the oldest. “Hey kids” He yells in a stupid character voice – shit like that used to amuse them, but now