The New Citizens Press

By Melik

I was standing at the microwave waiting for water to steep for tea. I was sick. I was miserable. The only thing that soothed me seemed to be hot tea with honey. It had been a miserable week. Bill, a co-worker, moseyed into the break room. Bill and I exchange hellos. Then he says ‘hey you know you are coming up to your ten year anniversary of your showcase.’ I did not know. He spoke about a video production premiere I had at the Nuthouse Sports Grill on its wall of television.

It was a good Thursday night. I did not have to work my night job. I had just paid off a big bill that removed a lot of stress from my mind. My life seemed to be on a solid okay footing. Going to bed early is a luxury I rarely get to enjoy. It was quiet in the house. And since it is getting towards the end of summer I appreciated the fact that it was darker than normal. With the dog lying on the floor at the foot of the bed I felt good. I had a sense of contentment as I drifted off to sleep pondering what my next life adventure would be.