Just some random stuff... |
So I was kinda thinking today...
WHY?!
We have so much, and yet we are constantly looking for more. Why? Why can't we just be content with what we have and are given. Why must we always envy what othe...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 19:26:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Sixteen |
Chapter Sixteen
Jonathan slowly set down his coffee cup, and looked at Sage from across the table. He had just sat and listened to her retell the events of her evening, and he found himself at a loss ...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 21:42:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Fifteen |
Chapter Fifteen
Michael pulled at Sage, urging her to walk faster. They turned left from the ally opening and headed back down the sidewalk, in the direction of her apartment. At first Sage struggled...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 18:14:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Fourteen |
Chapter Fourteen
Sage quickly turned in the direction of the voice, and at first she saw nothing. Then slowly the shadows seemed to part, and a being stepped into the dim light. Sage felt her heart sl...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 18:13:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Thirteen |
Chapter Thirteen
The party had picked up again, but Sage hardly noticed. She was trying to remember where she had see that man before, but he was only a familiar face, no memories seemed to be attache...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 17:53:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Twelve |
Chapter Twelve
The air was filled with the stench of cigarette smoke, alcohol, and a mix between something that had gone sour and something that was dead.
Sage looked around wide eyed, "What is that s...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 17:51:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Eleven |
Chapter Eleven
Friday Night
A wear spot could visibly be seen in the carpet where Jonathan had been pacing for the last five hours. He had to move when he prayed, he couldn't sit still. He had poured ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 May 2007 06:28:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Ten |
A Week Later
Friday afternoon
Sage sat in her math class slowly tapping her pencil on her open notebook. The professor stood at the whiteboard working out a complicated logarithm, but Sage wasn't payi...
Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 21:15:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Nine |
Sage sat in a stunned silence, unsure how to answer. The question itself wasn't the problem, she could easily put him in his place. Rip him up one side and down the other without even thinking twice, ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 May 2007 17:46:00 GMT |
The Coffee Shop. Chapter Eight |
Chapter Eight
Jonathan paid the clerk, and walked over to the booth Sage now occupied, holding two large white cups of coffee.
"There we go." He set one of the cups down in front of Sage, and seating...
Posted by on Fri, 11 May 2007 13:13:00 GMT |
