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Weekly Contest #347
TW: Mentions of drug abuse and mental health themes. I think I am dying. I’ve certainly felt that way prior, but this occurrence appears to be distinct. Before, it always felt as if I was insane, being incredulous or ridiculous. For lack of a better term, it felt as if I was out of my mind. But the sadness was so intense, so powerful, that I couldn’t help but feel any differently. Every breath, every step, every anything, was simply painful. I could hardly wake without being racked with half-choked sobs of self-loathing and guilt and remorse...
Weekly Contest #346
They’re too bright now. Headlights, I mean. Well, they’ve been too bright for a while: since whenever the first car released with LED low-beams some twenty years ago. But some time between then and now — a moment indiscernible from the rest, before every commercial was for a vaguely dystopian concept but after the McDonald’s PlayPlaces had lost their color — these lights became half-standard. Prior to that horrible moment, being suddenly blinded by an intensely luminous white was enough of a rarity that you would wonder to yourself, Did that...
Weekly Contest #345
Out of the corner of my eye, I see him. I think it's a him, at least. Pretty sure I can somewhat recognize a mass of white meshed with a pale tone that should be an older man's head with a beard. Regardless, the shock of blue that makes up their vest is undeniable, as is their movement in my direction. I'm standing at the self-service kiosk with a birthday card in my hand. Both of my Apple AirPod Pros reside snuggly in my ears thanks to the black, extra-small aftermarket tips. The noise canceling gave out 6 months ago. My long and dishevele...
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