Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.


Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.

He wakes up. He is in a hotel. It is the best feeling to wake up in an old hotel with someone you love after a night of fried chicken and donuts and cocktails and not to be woken by bad dreams or unyielding horrors at the fringes of perception. He drinks a blueberry coffee which tastes like someone accidentally dropped herbal tea into his coffee and then he drinks a pecan coffee which tastes…

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Armchair anthropologist, sometime scribe, freelance philosopher, amateur artist, part-time poet, musical maven, alliteration aficionado.

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