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Weekly Contest #366
I am so glad to be home! There is a song about Blue Monday, well mine has been black. I tried to unlock the door to my apartment, and the key broke off in the lock. It is now 7pm and I am exhausted. It took my buildings landlord an hour to get the lock fixed. Now all I want to do is just get out of soggy clothes and into a hot shower. Some days you should just stay in bed. This was one of them!At 4am this morning, my alarm clock went off. I rolled over and hit the snooze button, but it wouldn't shut off. Finally, after several minutes, I jus...
Weekly Contest #364
It is unusually warm for March. I am on the south corner just 2 blocks from the down town area. This is one of the corners I hang out on. I work the night shift at a laundry service that cleans all the linens for the local hotels. It gives me access to come and go without arousing too much suspicion . People come to this city for all kinds of reasons. Some come on business, others come for pleasure. Some not all seem to find their way to people like me. I can supply happiness, relaxation or help you just lose yourself if that is what you wan...
The shadows do not fall easy as the sun sets. The empty room seems so lonely a place. I just stand and look at the space and I feel so overwhelmed. It all came down to this. A space where two people once shared happiness and dreamed. Now the bare walls want to scream at me! I am not sure how I can just stand here. I feel so tired inside. I can see where a table used to sit with chairs around it. I can see a sewing machine in the corner. I see racks filled with half sewn quilts. I want to just curl up in a ball and hide somewhere, but there i...
Weekly Contest #363
The night sky becomes like midday as the lightning flashes. The thunder shakes the trees and I can feel it rumble through the rafters of the house. The night is anything but quiet but there seems to be something comforting about the chaos of a summer storm. Some people are terrified of nature, but I just accept it as part of the cycle of life. I turn off the lights and lite a few candles. The wind howls outside my kitchen window. A cup of warm tea and I settle into a chair to look out the window. I can hear the rain falling on the roof of th...
Weekly Contest #322
The sun was setting over the city. Buildings stood towering over the half empty streets. On a fire escape looking down on a rundown neighborhood, a person in worn clothing sat quietly looking on at the passers by. The number of people moving from day to night was about typical. The person on the fire escape watched as the sun slid behind a bank of clouds creating the most wonderful array of colors. Then all of a sudden, a firetruck screamed down the street. The serenity was broken by the blaring siren and flashing lights. Then as the person ...
Weekly Contest #319
The sun isn't out today. I find it relaxing to come out into the open on cloudy days. I spend a great deal of my time inside. Only coming out at night gets depressing. Days when it is overcast gives me a respite from claustrophobia of being inside. Unfortunately, life has been like this for a few centuries now. Ever since my conversion, I have had to adapt. People think they truly know what it is like, to have long life I mean. Many people believe the myths and legends. Many people simply ignore the lore and old tales, they choose to live in...
Weekly Contest #314
As I sit atop a mountain, I look down into valleys and at across snowcapped peaks. I look above and see strange objects hurtling through the skies. Humans have really made a mess of things again. The last times things were this bad, humans went through a rough patch they call the dark ages. I often wonder why they always end up the same way. They start off okay, but then they become cold and uncaring. Everyone is trying to take advantage of everyone else. They create problems that are not necessary. Then try to create things to solve the pro...
Weekly Contest #313
Are you there God, its me. As I kneel in the chapel of the school, I look up at the cross above the altar. Each time I come to find comfort, I ask the same question. I know what I have been taught. I know what I have read, but often times I feel distant from the truth. I am not by any stretch of the imagination in agony or physical suffering as someone might define it. I just need reassurance that I am on the right path. Days go by and run into weeks as school progresses. My studies seem to overlap one another. All the time I am still thinki...
Weekly Contest #304
The canvas sits blank in front of me. I stare into the bland whiteness of the infinite possibilities, and I get nothing. I have been up since 7 am and still nothing. I feel empty as I sit in my studio. I just cannot seem to get the ideas to flow. It seems that this is the case a lot lately. I get up from the easel and pour myself a drink. It used to be so easy, vivid pictures of life would just jump out at me. The brush and paints seemed to merge onto the canvas, but now nothing. I decide to let it go and catch up on some reading. I lay back...
Weekly Contest #303
Sitting in a courtroom that was deathly silent. I was just one row behind the Prosecutors table. The judge had called all concerned parties back into the courtroom. The jury was supposed to have reached a verdict. My stomach was twisted in knots. I didn't look across from me where some members of my family were sitting in the gallery. I could feel the icy stares piercing my skin. Moments seemed like hours as the clock on the wall ticked away the seconds. The hushed silence in the courtroom was broken by the bailiff entering and signaling the...
Weekly Contest #300
I got up early today so I wouldn't miss the opening of a new lunch bistro on the other side of town. I was up late studying at the university library, and I only get Fridays free. So, I forced myself out of bed at 10 am after getting into bed at 3am. It took some doing, but I have heard about the food from people who have eaten at this restaurant in other cities and now that one is coming to my area within a reasonable distance of travel, I cannot pass up the opportunity.I made it down to the bus stop with 10 minutes to spare. I was lucky th...
Weekly Contest #297
The earth looked like a Blue Marble as we came in on our final approach. The vectors had been programmed in. It had been a long time since any of us had been on our native soil or breathed natural air. Chemically created and scrubbed air went along with everything else we had to endure and was not very pleasant. It is hard to believe that only a few centuries ago humanity was still burning animal dung as a source of fuel and now we were perched among the stars. We still had many technical problems too work out. Despite the fact that humanity...
Weekly Contest #283
The clock on the wall said 6am. I could hear the sound of boots outside of my barracks. I didn't want to get out of my bunk, but I couldn't sleep forever, and my head was killing me. I had one too many to drink last night at the Enlisted Mans Club. As a staff sergeant I should know better, but when your buddies want to remember the guys, you left behind, what do you do? So out of the sack and into the shower. I can't believe that I have my own shower. That is one of the privileges of being a co-company commander. I share a barracks with anot...
Weekly Contest #274
The worn path through the woods was covered with newly fallen leaves. The trail was known to many who took the short cut. It was a quick way for you to shave at least a mile off of your walk. Instead of traversing the main road, you could cut through woods behind an old church. The trail was marked and used year-round by bird watchers, nature lovers and hikers alike. Some people claimed that it felt unwelcoming at certain times of day. In the early morning when mist would rise from a small creek between the trail and the church where an old ...
Weekly Contest #231
Journal entry: the sky is overcast this morning and they say we are expecting more rain. It is humid and hot here and I am not sure when I will be dry again. My tent seems to work well enough but the Mosquito netting is a bit tedious. I got tangled up in it again this morning when I had to get up and go pee. I am having trouble getting used to the silence, or at least the lack of the drone of artificial noise. The sounds of nature can be just as deafening but I have been assured that I will soon get used to it. I know I resolved to stop sitt...
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