The urge to run again

Five years ago, I was living off Easter candy, beer and cigarettes. It started the morning I received a call from my brother. On the other end of the phone he was crying and told me to come quickly.  At that moment I knew she probably had passed and I prepared myself for what I... Continue Reading →

Mourning

It started with just a simple text message followed by a few more H received. It wasn’t so much the messages he received from his female friend “B”, or the fact that they came over very late at night, but rather the attention he gave them. Instead of him saying it’s late and he would... Continue Reading →

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