Short Stories
Saturday, 10 January 2009
Short Stories:
Repeat – 10Mar09
Have you ever found yourself repeating the same song over and over again? On your iPod, on your Walkman, on your whatever? Four minutes after four minutes, you hit the replay button once more. “Just once more,” you promise yourself, yet with every intention you will never just set the song to repeat itself. Because then it becomes a fact; a fact that you are stuck on the song and you’re not willing to let it go…
In Security – 24Feb09
I was drenched and broken by the time I was out of the office. But the night was warm and intuitively I started walking toward the shimmering light of downtown. Even in the tough economic times, as if there had been any other times, the streets were filled with people with shopping bags, filled with things they didn’t need. I supposed I was looking for the same….
Doble Estándar – 10Jan09
There is a small coffee shop in the building where i work, where in the two years of working there they have change from a once-awhile coffee stop to a full-fledged caffeine dealer. Everyday, right after stepping into the office, washing away my public transportation hands and starting up the computer, I would head back down…
Flying Colours – 19Oct08
The last five days were spent in Seattle, Washington, with the past eighteen hours in the same seat on the Amtrak train travelling from Seattle to Emeryville, California. In a Newsies hat and a pair of shades that covered at least thirty-percent of my face, I now struggling to be myself awake, at 4:30am, clinching…
Selections:
Please Lower Your Expectations – 04Oct08
As we are comfortably settling into the internet age, with broadband connections with shots of espresso constantly on our side, we have concurrently and uncannily dwarfed our attention span.
It’s becoming increasingly difficult to focus on any one thing, instead we are becoming overwhelmingly adept at multitasking, so much so we are constantly -– OMG I…






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