I write curiously and try to make myself think differently through my work. I hope it does the same for my readers.
A Room With A View of the Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. They’ve said it over and over again, laughing coldly and spitting in my direction as they go about their work on the station. For all of my knowledge and what I have done to uncover the earth, I don’t actually know if this is true.
A Good Cup of Coffee
We’ll be arriving soon, shortly after seven. It is nearly half past six in the morning, the first I’ve seen this time of day since I got onto the train. I dare not leave my compartment now. Besides, it seems like Mrs. Finch has made up with her husband. All I have to do is sit back and breathe. I might even close my eyes. I have my notes to pass along, but I’ve decided to wait as long as possible to give them to the car attendant.