Summer Folds

Summer Folds A Wednesday night in early autumn. With traces of summer still lingering in the air, she outstretched her arm and allowed the wind to fight against it. The warm breath of a confused season ran through her fingertips, reminding her of how things had been months before. She didn’t know where they were headed-with him she rarely did. Driving along the freeway, she watched the white lines skip across the pavement like bullets being fired through an invisible shotgun. For a moment, after glancing down at his fingers laced through her own, a feeling of uncertainty interrupted her thoughts. She quickly forced herself back to reality-there wasn’t time for thoughts such as those. Veering right they took the next exit-somewhere between the town she was born and places she’d never seen. He whispered, “Come on, we’re here.” and she followed in silence. They weren’t alone. Two other groups of people had made the same decision to venture out to this scenic destination. Across the Hudson River, neon lights flickered in competition with the stars, overcoming her with the same surge of inspiration she felt every time she saw the New York City skyline. They sat on a rock in between the two groups of people, and despite the beauty laid out before them, she found herself wondering what had driven these strangers to come here on this night. Possible details of their unknown stories zigzagged through her mind, distracting her from his presence. He placed his hand on […]

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On Solitude

The nights I feel most alive are the nights I stand alone, underneath the stars that strive to force inquisition on all the things I’ve known. When my thoughts dance directionless retracing the paths I’ve crossed, on these nights I’m shameless in admitting I am lost. With nothing to distract me from a truth the rest choose to ignore, during this midnight hour there’s no one I yearn for. My cigarette smoke against the wind unmasks a violent winter rage. Maybe the wind just realized a storm is coming to share it’s stage. Surveying my surroundings, I find solace in the solitude of this place. But then I look up and discover I’ll never really be alone, because someone gave the moon a face.

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Flashing my Brights (Literally)

Last night I got pulled over for having my high beams on while returning home from the bar. I’ve never gotten pulled over before and I’m convinced it has something to do with this site I’ve created considering I titled it “Flashing my Headlights at the Sun”. Like some sort of sign that I need to start utilizing this site more and stop worrying whether or not my posts are poetic enough. But anyway, the officer approached my car and due to my nerves I couldn’t even find my license and registration. He asked me how many drinks I’d had and I told him two. After running a search on my history, he came back to my window and told me he was going to follow me to my house and demanded that I drive thirty five miles per hour. We arrived and I got out of the car and went to his window where he wrote me a ticket for having my brights on. He then continued to talk to me for a while, and I had this incredible urge to urinate. I didn’t want to be rude considering he basically just saved me a lot of trouble by ignoring the fact that I had a couple beers, so I stayed there and continued to talk with him. I’m not really sure what we were even talking about, but I think it had something to do with a restaurant in my town. Finally after a couple of minutes, I […]

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Choosing to Remember

Although this website is soon to be filled with a variety of humorous ideas, I’d like to begin with an important one. In the wake of an era that revolves around advancement in technologies, it has become common for most people to forget simplicity. Today it is nearly impossible to shift one’s attention away from the glass screens that allow instant access to a world of infinite information. It’s quite miraculous really, the power human beings have acquired throughout years of discovery, and the persistence of utilizing intelligence is undoubtedly commendable. Despite this, I can’t help but wonder about the validity of this sort of intelligence. This doubt is a result of my inability to forget a world left behind. A world where the neon shades of autumn danced endlessly across branches with brilliance that filters will never be able to mimic. Where on summer nights the sky was so clear it was as if the stars had become restless of their positions and decided to simultaneously crawl closer to the Earth. A world in which the questions of mankind were not answered through search engines, but by staring into the face of a loved one. Along with every generation come inevitable changes. Whether a person remembers the previous life that inspired these changes is merely a choice.

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