Flash Fiction. — The storm was coming and we had just run out of mayonnaise. I winced when I heard the bottle make the squirting sound signaling its final surrender, its inarguable emptiness. (We spring for the squeeze-out bottles. We’re not extremely well off, but can afford some of the finer things in…

Just thought I’d let you know. — Hi all, just letting you know I’m back online. My date night ended early. Like, before-we’d-gotten-our-appetizers early. We had an argument about how I apparently work too much and things quickly devolved from there. Sandy lost her appetite and wanted to leave — despite our making the reservation weeks in…

Just imagine Explosions in the Sky playing in the background throughout. — We have a chance to make history here tonight, Sullivan. Legends have been made from much less, in more difficult situations. I want you to remember that. Especially when you start perspiring freely, mostly in the armpit region, at the very beginning of the night’s proceedings. …

I should probably take these less for granted. — Starting a new notebook when you’ve just completed a previous one, even if it’s full of missives and doodles that if read by an unbiased source they might recommend you be reprehended to Arkham Asylum. When anticipation is actually welcome. Like when you’re waiting for some edibles to kick in…

It can get you there no matter where you get it from. — I was halfway to my boarding gate at Denver International Airport just beyond the TGI Fridays and not quite to the Cinnabon when the drugs began to take hold. “Well, turns out those were absolutely some good ones,” I thought as I passed another Hudson News where I hoped to…

I have to think my vision is going to get a lot better. — I walked into the lobby of the office building, sweating after a walk I’d drastically undershot when planning my first morning commute to my new-ish job, looked to my right, made out a woman with dark hair, started strolling her way and shouted, “Mel!” As I came closer she came…

Strolling to Subway has become my personal Everest, for the time being. — I’m now several weeks out from the time I rolled over in bed — making a subtle shift to try and quell my restlessness and get comfortable — and felt something go wrong in my body, triggering the the thought: “Oh shit. This is probably not going to be good.” …

All kisses are good kisses. And good kisses are great kisses. — The you make me feel like I could run through a fucking brick wall right now kiss. The I’m changing my style to adapt to yours and how is that going so far please be honest kiss. The we’re making eye contact during deep passionate sex so guess we should…

The night ends on our terms. — She generally goes to bed much earlier than me. Most people do. I like to keep somewhat strange hours. Well, I don’t like it so much as I have a lot of trouble sleeping — always have, since I was a little kid, an insomniac since infancy — and don’t…