Airports are the pinnacle of human observation, a place of absolute Nirvana for people-watchers. They have a unique set of key features that make this the case. They’re specifically designed with an absence of areas where duffel-bag sized objects can … Continue reading I Love Airports
Do yourself a favour, and lend me your imagination. Walk yourself through every second of the odyssey I’m about to present you with as if you were really there. You’ve done it. You’ve reached a life milestone you never imagined … Continue reading The Citadel of You
“My good man, have you got a light back there? I seem to have left my spark in another jacket.” “Course fella.” “Also, my lady here has a hankering for something sweet, got anything on your menu that fits that … Continue reading Nighthawks Dialogue
I’ll often romanticize about the times of old, where libertines would adjoin in sanctified bouts of passion with other societal rejects. They reveled in their isolation, two spellbound deviants so infatuated with the presence of one another that it was … Continue reading Runaways Are Dying
Look beside you, at the large table. It’s made from wood. Think about the wood, the wood types. You know quite a few of them. Mahogany, Oak, Birch, Maple, Ash. Ash, Baseball bats are made from ash. Tournament-obligatory baseball bats. … Continue reading Acid Trip
Muddling through the levels of purgatory is, in my present mind, a more painful experience than meddling in the pits of hell. At the very least, hell attaches purpose to your existence through your imperative to resist and endure torment. … Continue reading Summertime Purgatory
