Turmoil, anxiety, tumult and confusion A roiling catharsis making for a curious fusion; Brightness, Dusk, and Glint Life, Indistinct. ourtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#94
Day: February 28, 2019
The Last Beer
(Photo Credit: pexels.com) In seven minutes’ time, the train would depart the station. As it had been doing from the past twenty-three years. Today should have been no different. And it was not. At least not for the train. A creation of mechanical precision which catered solely to the ticking of clocks, blowing of whistles … Continue reading The Last Beer