The Day Everything Changed
I remember the rain hitting the windowpane. It was a Tuesday, or maybe a Wednesday. The phone rang at 3 AM. I knew before I picked it up that nothing would be the same...
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The map was useless. The streets were narrow alleyways that smelled of incense and old wood. I found a small shrine tucked behind a vending machine...
On Turning Forty
They say life begins at forty. I feel like it's mostly just ending, or at least the frantic beginning part is over. The quiet part is here...
The House on the Hill
I dreamt of a house I've never seen, but somehow knew the layout of. Every door opened into a memory from childhood. Why do we dream of places we haven't been?