Phobia, Philia, and Paranoia

Instead of titling this work with the date of the day I had the urge of writing this (as I usually do with my rants), I’ll simply say that I knew I had to pour it all out when lying on a friend’s bed, unable to sleep in the dead of the night. Another bout … Continue reading Phobia, Philia, and Paranoia

Break In

“Ah, so you’ve made yourself some coffee as well”. Henry exclaimed lightly resting the butt of his shotgun against the wooden floor. Sneaking a grin by the corner of his lips Philip raised his sad eyes to see his breath in the chilly air. “Those coffee beans were the only thing I could access here”, … Continue reading Break In