“Buckle in son, I have a lot to say, none of its nice and some of it probably doesn’t make sense.”
The last thing you want to see when you activate your time machine, is the flashing red warning light.
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
There is beauty in the in-between.
Dan looked down at the ash floating in his last glass of whiskey and thought to himself.
“Life is gorgeous.”
“I know what superstitions are, but what are normal stitions?”
Trigger Warning: Contains themes of suicide.
“Where do hiccups come from?”
Just drifting through his days like a dream with only short moments of clarity…