You know I really wonder how much more broken my back can get with a new ‘last straw’ being added every day. I marvel at the lack of communication, interaction, and willingness to volunteer what might be valuable information. Most of all I wonder how I have endured through it all. I started my job [...]
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“What the hell is happening,” my mind reeled as the liquor from the night of drinking coursed through my veins causing my head to spin. In front of me a spiky haired beanpole tout wearing a cheap black suit sprinted and I was doing my best to catch him. My heart was pounding and my [...] What do you do when you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see, when the person looking back at you is a complete stranger. That moment of realization and bewilderment feels like a bucket of ice cold water being dumped over your head on a hot summer day. Japan’s sweet sirens song [...] ‘One, two, three!’ The count goes on and on as as my muscles scream in pain, bringing the 1kilogram (2.2lb.) sword in a smooth ark from above my head to just above my navel over and over. The night is hot and humid as I practice in a small park near my house, an occasional [...] |
 
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