Snapshot stories – The Ineffable Mr. Andrews (part two)

I see you here and I’m counting the minutes, tick-tock, tick-tock. I know I’ve got you in the palm of my hand as always, but I never know which way you’re going to go. I want to talk to you about stuff, but I never know how to approach you without making it sound like I’m chatting you up, or something. I’m a bit sheepish and dog-eared like that. I’m busy but I want to stop and chat, find out what you’ve been doing with your day. Married people do that, but we’re not married! I don’t even really know what you look … Continue reading Snapshot stories – The Ineffable Mr. Andrews (part two)

Snap-shot Stories – The Infallible Mr. Andrews (part one)

If I could measure my life against the worth of your wisdom, I would indeed be saved from all this pain. Leading me away as you do upon a merry path, I am apt to forget what I came here for. You are not the cause, and I know that you mean well. You are but the instigator of the charge that leads me else-where when I should be here and present with the life that I know I have. But I don’t want you to leave. I don’t want to go knowing that I have wronged you in some … Continue reading Snap-shot Stories – The Infallible Mr. Andrews (part one)