Sunday, January 8, 2012

Give Up the Ghost

Time to concede defeat and pack it in.

While gathered around an early spring patio fire, Ethan sat slumped in his chair, fixated on the dying embers.  He let out a long, dejected sigh.
"What's the matter, Ethan?" Ashley asked him.
"There's no food in my hand and the fire's going away."
Life is now over.

- 26 March 2007

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