Confession of an Idiot

Confession of an Idiot There was a big hard knot in the middle of my chest ever since I knew myself…I ran, I sang, I swore, I kicked the ground, I played ball, I fought, I won, I lost…I ran…I ran…I ran…stood on top of a hill…on the cliff…o-n-t-h-e-c-l-i—f-f…knot was there…still in the middle of…

End of Her Job Interview

Thank you all for your the kind emails and enthusiastic replies. Here is the story with its best ending: It was a few months after her sudden, unexpected resignation. The part of her that seemed and sounded mad to others quietly shouted at her million times: “Fuck that! Fuck that fucking vicious circle! Fuck it…