One had a knife. But I had a staff and was trained to use it.

The man who must brag for himself knows that no one else will

Boredom is vastly underrated. Boredom means that nothing is trying to kill you every day.

How different would our perception of reality be if... we discarded the mundane events that cannot coexist with our dreams?

Someday is someday, and maybe it will be or maybe it won't. This is a human thing, to worry about things that may or may not come to be. You can't eat meat until you've killed it.

I was dressed up as a witch for Halloween, and wanted to write a story about my black cat before I went out trick-or-treating. I think it went out with the trash the next day.

As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.