Another cup... Another significantly poor cup of black coffee. No sense in throwing sugar on top of a pile of feces and pretending it's a biscuit, eh? No sense in going to work and pretending it's a playground, either. Honestly, that's the first time I've compared work to poop, though I can say with some certainty it... Continue Reading →

In an odd place... Somewhere far, far away from home. ... Or is it home, after all? Embittered by all that surrounds me day after day, anywhere seems like home. Mayhaps it's simply a sign that I've been home too long. The monotonous 30-minute drive to and from work Monday through Friday, and the eight... Continue Reading →

I walk through these bleak, gray-infested corridors, with naught but the monotonous tapping of fingers slowly deteriorating keyboards, degrading one keystroke at a time. Whitewashed walls and ceilings, the typical carpet not good enough for hotel floors, but not yet tattered enough to be thrown into a trash can; it all just screams for release.... Continue Reading →

My heart is pounding. In some distant, echoing canyon, it reverberates against the walls like timpani drums at the crescendo of a symphony, announcing the grand entrance of the hero in a film. My head... my very being, is jarred. The poor quivering hair atop my head and along my arms, all standing at attention unceasingly, only... Continue Reading →