Yesterday seemed like a distant memory.
Morning’s light forced open James's weary eyes.
James stared at his uncle like a crazy person.
James Mitchell entered through the main entrance of the Institute for Paranormal Studies.
Nathaniel Dawkins recognized the limitations of his capacity for compassion. Unfortunately, his employer at the Port Arthur Pulse had greatly overestimated those limits.
We all have something that just bugs us. Sometimes it’s merely an observation that after a little reflection, you can ignore. Other times, it just burrows into your subconsciousness and infiltrates your thoughts as you mop the floor or try to watch an episode of Black-ish; its sole mission to enrage you.