Archives de mot-clé : humanity

Some days

One day. Makes me angry, these people on these sites and the things they say. « I stay active by going to the gym. » The gym. Bunch of sheep. Go for a walk! Get outside. Read a book. The gym. It’s … Lire la suite

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Good Old Tom

Frankie’s was closed so I went next door to Tom’s. I asked : « Are you Tom? » He said « Yeah. » How about that! I go to Jim’s. It’s an old greasy spoon like this and there is no longer any Jim. … Lire la suite

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Dear Fucking Diary

Dear Fucking Diary, I’m pissed. It started on the subway. This homeless guy asked this man very politely for some change. The guy stared straight ahead as if a human being had not just spoken to him. My heart crashed … Lire la suite

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Becoming More Human

It’s like I’m rubbing my nose in it. The sitting on my ass, the eating fast food as I drive, the not going for a run, the not going to the gym. Part of it is that it’s my last … Lire la suite

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Jour d’or

Shhhh. Do you hear that? Exactly. Me, neither. It’s Sunday morning. And though the clocks went ahead one hour at some point during my deep, happy sleep (yes I’m quite sure there was a smile on my face all night … Lire la suite

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Cock a doodle DO…

It’s a grey and windy Sunday morning with a light and intermittent spitting of tiny, warm raindrops. Sometimes a morning such as this brings with it a sort of sad melancholy. But not today. Today it brings calm and peace … Lire la suite

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