Tag: Blogarhythm

Fiction, Weirdness

Getting There

“Get busy living or get busy dying.. Don’t just lie there doing nothing.” he shouted at me. “But…but I already am..trying…” I tried to convince him in my squeaky voice. “Bullshit.” He was in a nasty mood these days, too much pressure at work I guess. He’d never been this rude to me before, never …