Thrust, parry. Thrust, parry. Thrust, parry.
We retreat to our safe spaces and eye each other warily. My opponent is dangerous and obviously well trained in the nuances of one-on-one combat. They have the slight positional upper hand but so far they have not launched an all out attack. They have been happy to remain safely out of my reach taking sporadic pot shots in order to test my defence.
Read MoreI have always considered myself a nice guy and yes I know that, according to any number of pop culture references, nice guys finish last. So what? What does that actually mean? Last in what?
Read MoreI'm not one for all that love at first sight bullshit but this was different.
My gaze fell up on her from across the room and my heart beat spiked instantly. She was gorgeous - a wonderful full-bodied specimen dressed in white, with only a glimpse of her caramel skin shining through, and curves in all the right places.
Read MoreSaturday night. The party night. The pinnacle of the weekend. The time when everything feels great. That moment in which work can be completely forgotten about - far enough removed from Friday afternoon and yet not close enough to Monday to warrant worrying about work. Saturday night is that wonderful time when a few casual drinks with friends turns into a crazy party that somehow results in long and outrageous sex with a beautiful woman you only just met at the bar.
Read MoreMy face contorts under the dull orange glow,
My lip aggressively chewed - time running low.
My heart pumps and jumps, faster and harder;
My mind knows that I cannot go much farther.
The other people fly straight by, content in their hurry;
No abject stress, crushing doubt, or depressing worry.
They all seem so happy. What am I doing wrong?
Why did I let this go, ignored and unattended, for so long.
Some people fear germs, spiders, or even snakes.
I laugh at these - they are not true fears, but fakes.
There is only one truly terrifying thing in life;
The sudden appearance of the fuel warning light.
Drunk men are notorious at exercising bad judgment in confrontational situations. Add horniness to the mix and you've got a recipe for an outburst, potentially violent, and I was not going to let it come to that.
Read MoreIt’s Friday, the day after The Bad News, and you arrive to work a little bit early, naively hoping that everything will be alright today.
'Jerry’s in.' Matt says with a heaviness in his voice that tells you much more than words could ever do.
Read MoreShe started crying, right there in the local pizza restaurant and I didn't know what the fuck to do. I hadn't been mean or offensive. I hadn't lied or deceived her. I just told her the truth. The truth she very obviously did not like hearing.
Read MoreThe bus eased in to the station and I bolted out the door, forgetting to touch my card to cancel my trip but I had more important things on my mind than losing $10.
I was about to lose my lunch all over the bus stop floor. And walls.
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