Maureen Lincke
Stories (2/0)
The Park
Do you think we were in love? I look at her but she's looking away from me and I realize I didn't actually say anything. The day around us is ending, none of the families are at the playground anymore and the group playing frisbee on the field is wrapping up, taking off cleats and passing beers around. The sky is dimming from a brilliant pink to a soft lavender color and the sound of cicadas grows louder in the dusk.
By Maureen Lincke3 years ago in Confessions
Emulation
Adrenaline is supposed to slow everything down but I'm staring at the screen begging time to move faster. The computer is running Windows 7 and the upload screen displays a tiny document flying from one folder to another over and over again in a one-sided loop, but it almost seems like the tiny flying paper is slowing down, or maybe the second folder is getting further away, and the imperceptible gap between the green bar and the end of the upload bar is getting larger rather than smaller.
By Maureen Lincke3 years ago in Futurism