Being that is was May he located the silver cup he used every summer. He patiently rubbed the precious metal to reveal the mirror beneath and then put the cloth and polish away for next year. As the days of summer stretched on the cup would patina with each filling.
Strong green mint grows from the same earth that fosters . . .
He shut the door, and for the first time of the day experienced complete silence. The morning started with a car alarm that woke him minutes before his trusty clock radio clicked on: "It's a cold one today Chicago. Make sure you bundle up out there. In other news..."
Looking in the mirror, he pulled an . . .
He was sitting in one of his favorite bars somewhere over Iowa or some other state he never planned to visit. This bar was terrific because they more than insisted on the guests staying seated. He also liked that the soda water was always fizzy.
It was a mid-afternoon cross country flight. The only chatter he heard while . . .
He had to fight the wind as he pushed through the revolving doors that separated the outside from the inside. The quick pace he usually walked at was carried out in double time. When he made it to the stairs that led down to the subway his cheekbones already ached from the cold.
The train was packed--standing room only for . . .
Walking through the revolving door he dragged his feet to remove the snow. It was coming down a bit too hard to finish his pipe so his walk had been cut short. He waved at the doorman and took the elevator in the opposite direction of the falling snow.
He was a touch out of sorts. The week had drifted by without much . . .