Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

A funny thing happened on the way to the poker game. Walking through the outskirts of the City I came across a bar where a patron was being loud. Drinking loudly, laughing loudly, talking shit loudly, and doing everything possible to call attention to himself. Whatever. It’s the City. Welcome to urban life.

What does a lost explorer in a rainforest, an early morning at a diner, a shady general contractor, a wheelchair-bound teacher, and a sensory-challenged man have in common? Where Keri receives “An Education” in 3,229 words. And fails to understand the lesson.

The message I had sent earlier, but had completely blocked out of my memory, was returned to me this morning at my request. (Thank you!) A lot has happened since I had sent it. I had confronted uncomfortable truths about myself, and how I allowed myself to be chained in the first place. The frame…

The dark dirt of the forest floor had become mud and was slowly creeping up my ankle. It had already covered my foot. “I see you.” My words were more mirth than warning. The creeping mud stopped. I watched a large area of dirt around me ripple. “Is that it? You’re not even going to…

I open my eyes to find myself on horseback. A black steed with loose hair, it was waiting for me to decide if I was going to remain on the ridge or not. Night was approaching. I was out alone. Better head back. I had gone hunting with bow and arrow, and had three light…