Category Archives: Stories

I really prefer to avoid being around people if it’s at all possible. I’ve been working a second-shift job for the last three years, so I’ve found that it gets easier to avoid people all of the time. “Open Late” … Continue reading →

The best sort of hitchhiker, I’ve found, is the guy who asks for rides at the truck stop. They’re a little smarter than the ones who get out on the road and walk for a while, first. I’ve heard some … Continue reading →

I should tell you about the trip I took on my motorcycle a few summers back. You know I don’t like to work too much if I don’t have to, and at the time, I’d set enough money aside from … Continue reading →

I don’t know if I ever told you, but the first job I got out of college was because of the fraternity I’d been in. That’s been about thirty years ago. I studied econ and finance with the goal of … Continue reading →

I excelled at the meditation and developed a close relationship with the group leader, Master Song. He and I sometimes met during the week to talk over tea. At his suggestion, we began to meditate together in the evenings at … Continue reading →

Have I told you about when I had the world’s most valuable coin collection? I only had it for a few months, but it was nice to have. It all started when I got my first half-dollar from my barber. … Continue reading →

“Hey, Mary, come over here…you gotta meet this guy,” Thom called across the crowded den. Mary had come to this house with Thom and his girlfriend Aileen weeks ago, and every night seemed to be a party. She met the … Continue reading →

How could she give me that look except to say I Dare You? She always gives me that look, but who’s that guy? Is he her boyfriend? How can she stare at me like that? What does she want? Maybe … Continue reading →

It made me sick of myself that I felt so sad leaving such a disgusting country. I couldn’t keep myself from looking out the window of the plane, hoping that Michael would come at the last minute and stop me … Continue reading →

Tommy strolled down the street nonchalantly on his 18-inch Huffy bicycle considering the best possible stories to explain his tardiness to his mother when he returned home. His mother bought him a watch two days ago because he so often … Continue reading →