It often feels like I’m at the edge of the world, always just nearly able to enter it. The way I see the world and experience life seems normal to me but, too often, I am reminded that it is not quite so.
Hemingway and the Holy Communion; or, a week in the life of an English student
Monday. The weekend left no trace of its existence, save for the headache and a vague dread that I wake up next to.
The Pawn Shop
Richard knew he would need help to navigate the journey to the deepest chambers of his heart. And it had been a while since his last visit to the pawn shop.