The Ten Three

It’s a marvel when you are on the train and no one sits next to you the whole way. Maybe it’s proof that there is a God.

Ethan collapsed on a nearby wooden bench. Head in his hands, no idea what to do next, he took out his book. Always the creature of habit.

My nights are like a pinball game. I storm into the bar, bounce around off everyone, dancing, flirting, kissing, spilling my drinks, trying not to fall through the flippers, keeping myself in the game until the lights in the bar go on.

I was a terrible batter … a prop for pitchers to practice on during a game. My birthday cake had more batter in it than I did.

Most people say they use emoticons because they’re afraid that someone won’t understand their tone. That seems perfectly reasonable on its face, but it’s really more like a band-aid for a decapitation.