John McLeish
Stories (2/0)
Regrets? Not This Time
There was alcohol involved and women, no other force found in nature can cause more calamity, ridiculousness or regret in a young man’s life than those two things combined. I was young then, before the age of cell phones, so I am at least spared being memorialised across the internet. I have nothing more to face than the images that pass before my eyes late at night when my mind filled with memory, plays itself in reverse like an old projector.
By John McLeish3 years ago in Confessions
On a Dark Sea
He watched for the horizon from the portal as he did everyday knowing that there would be none, there was no horizon out here, there was no end to this dark sea. The warning beep sounded, his ship's AI, if it was truly intelligent he hadn’t seen any evidence, sounded every ten minutes during his meditation hour, a single hour of unregimented time. He had gotten used to it and yet it still irked him, perhaps that was the point, the fly in his ointment that would keep him sane in a place that may have been made to create insanity.
By John McLeish3 years ago in Families