I’m on a rail siding just outside of Toledo, just kinda sitting here, watching an empty parking lot.
No, not just me. There’s a whole train here, waiting for a heavy freight to get past. But everyone else on board is asleep (not that there’s many of us) so it might as well just be me. I just finished my book — rereading John Steakley’s “Armor”, one of the best (more…)
It’s a proverb. It’s axiomatic. We all know it to be true, somehow, deep in our hearts, that life happens to us rather than the other way around. There must be a natural law to that effect, that while we plan and work and follow the rules, fate’s getting ready to throw a wrench in the works. (more…)