Here are three situations that happened to some Americans who visited Poland (not true). 😉
Just when human society couldn’t get even more complex, someone left a well-preserved framed photo of a cyclist lying by the side of the road. The object was discovered right next to a popular water fountain near downtown Toronto, Canada. Now people all over the world are trying to solve this mystery: Why is the cyclist in the photo lying on the side of the road and how was the framed photo placed right next to a water fountain? Continue reading “Someone Left a Framed Photo of a Cyclist Lying by the Side of the Road”
It truly feels like forever since I last posted on Cathartic Tendencies. To be real honest with you, I haven’t been working on any writing projects either. My excuse? I left Poland and have been busy readjusting to American life during the holiday season. Thanks to so much going on there wasn’t that much room or air for inspiration. Continue reading “A Semi-Spontaneous Post for the End of December”
Another twig inserted onto his flesh. The boy removed the object trivially and continuously ran as though life would be ripped away at any given moment. Not a single second was dedicated to stopping track among the dense woods. “Come out guys!” screamed the boy in a hoarse voice. Then, the running suddenly stopped. Continue reading “The Babayaga and the Boy (Short Story)”
I once had the chance to attend this get-together of people in the age range of twenty-five to twenty-eight. One phrase kept on creeping in that evening. “We’re so old!”
Old? Excuse me. For me, being old meant being close to death as a result of the body slowly crumbling from the passage of time.
Continue reading “What’s the Point of Old Age?”