Cinnamon

I wake today from an unrewarding sleep and find myself unmotivated and listless. It is too much trouble to put on clothes, so I wrap a blanket around myself and shuffle into the kitchen, thinking perhaps that some sinfully black coffee will put me into a different state of mind, but once there I find […]

Misfires

One day, Bez decides that she is going to teach me how to shoot. This is of course a futile experiment, as I am steadfastly opposed to the idea of guns, and so I refuse to even hold the pistol, let alone shoot it. Nothing good has ever come from a gun, I believe, and […]