Fresh Snow

Fresh white sheet on a newly made bed smooth and featureless save for lonely large prints meandering wild and drunkenly toward a far and distant darkening thick woods shrouded in evening light where prints quickly dissolve among shadows like thoughts caught between awake and asleep

The Meeting — Part 2 of ???

You can find the first part of this story, which is fiction, but educated by my real life experiences, lower in my posts.  Eventually I will compile them into their own page. Enjoy, Smiling1541. *********** The man opens the door and steps inside, nods to me and heads downstairs. He doesn’t look like an alcoholic […]