Tag: Freedom

I look at the boss’s office, a blunt example of idealism meeting reality.  It carried the scars and stains from being ...

As I stepped into the elevator, I found myself with gifts that had been carelessly left behind.  As the journey unfolded, ...

I stood at the elevator waiting.  The switch covered with a glass plate was just to my right.  Simple, obvious, and, literally, ...

A security clearance form asked me to list the countries I have visited during my lifetime.  I struggled to answer the ...

The nearby mall is organised and convenient.  There are multiple entrances for parking, and the directions on how to get in ...

Life likes to use the little things in the day to remind me of the big things I am missing.  In ...

The chains moving with the movement of air caught my eye over my shoulder. In context, it was an unusual ...

The visual image from my walk past the Royal Theatre lingers.  I could feel a sense of arbitrariness, of being forced ...