Happiness

Stretching out as he yawned, Brett rolled over as he always did, onto his right hand side. His arm landed heavily across the form of the other human lying in his bed. They didn’t stir.

For a brief moment, he was startled. Methodically, he pieced together the events of the prior evening and couldn’t help but grin as he recalled how it had all come to a close.

He was beautiful.

Brett leaned in to nuzzle, resting his nose against the other man’s cheek.

Before long, he feel asleep again, to the sound of his companion’s breathing and the steady pulsing motion of his rising and falling chest.

Onwards

*ptink*

*ptink*

The rhythmic sound of water droplets glancing off a hollow metal railing.

Before you descends a mossy concrete stairway. It recedes, like a monstrous tongue, into the wide open maw of the Deep Dark.

 

Dreamer

As the already lukewarm water cascaded down her body, she lost herself in a scenario.

“Hey, I really have to talk to you. Can you spare a minute?

I, uhhm… Your laugh makes me happy… and I like you a lot.”

She bit her lip as she ran the sponge over her skin absentmindedly and further opened the hot water tap. She looked away shyly as if he were standing before her. He looked handsome, drenched in the summer rain.

“You have this confidence about you; an aura. That and let’s not kid ourselves, you’re really hot.”

The man’s cheeks flushed. She laughed nervously.

“Can we, uhhm… Can we get a coffee? Sometime. Anytime, really.

Great!

Now? Oh sure, this afternoon would be… great.”

The hot water tap hit its bump stop and the water temperature began to plummet.

… and don’t come back

He pointed at the door.

“Get out.”

She shrugged in indifference, no longer concerned about his approval or his opinion.

“Fine.”

Optimism

When I first put on glasses that were made specifically for me, I immediately looked up. Right in the centre of my view was the moon. I was about 22 years old.

I was moved to my very core and I couldn’t stop staring.

For the first time in my life, the outline was crystal clear. I could make out the greys and the whites of Oceanus and Mare Tranquillitatis. I would swear even now that I could make out even the finer details of Copernicus, Kepler and Archimedes.

It was so beautiful that I cried quietly, standing on my driveway.

I clenched my fists and determined at that moment, that I was going to be somebody. Somebody worthy of his one shot on the planet. Somebody free of anxiety, doubt and fear.

I’m still working on it, but every time I remember to look up and I see that moon, I am reminded of that night and I feel energised.

I am grateful to be alive. I am thankful for the challenges I’ve faced. I will continue to learn, evolve and grow and I will attack every new challenge with determination, surety and fervour.