The Aimlessness of Sins

After spending seventy four minutes on his friend's couch gazing into space and imagining nice things like companionship and alcohol, Sins decided to sleep. He hadn't slept the previous night because, the whole time he had a constant feeling that there was something inside in his head, something that was preventing him from lashing out, … Continue reading The Aimlessness of Sins

The Astute Thinker

He hadn't been able to sleep last night, having caught the sunrise on a fresh Sunday morning, as he inhaled a fresh batch of imported dutch tobacco, taking long drags, savoring each breath, experiencing the lightness that he felt spreading thorough his bloodstream slowly, steadily building up, what he thought a sense of calm and … Continue reading The Astute Thinker