George sipped his espresso, and gently laid it to rest on the saucer. The cafe he had come to know so well in the previous weeks had always made the perfect espresso, and he was going to miss it dearly. The weeks leading to today had seemed very surreal, almost like a vacation for the… Continue reading Cafe de Mort
And I scream at the top of my lungs, "What's going on?!"If you frequent my writing space, as in this website, you may be wondering what is going on? I haven't posted an original story of my own in a while, and the last post I did was in September and was a guest post… Continue reading What’s Going On?