BigBellyBrian
The soil of the newly buried grave gave an undulated appearance. Her dismal attempt to make the ground appear untouched had failed. It seems that the body of her husband buried several feet beneath the uneven surface would not seem to cooperate.
The new Rolex on his wrist shone with such splendor and opulence. He was proud to be wearing such a display of wealth and success which was mostly obtained ironically by the theft of luxury watches of those from privileged society.
Being part of the obscure kids in high school had it's advantages. Nobody suspected him when the valedictorian went missing and whose body was recovered several years later in the shallow grave behind the wrecking yard. People of interest were questioned by the police of course, but those suspects were known by the community. He simply just blended in to society and was overlooked as a usual part of his life.
The mentors message resonated with him as if he heard it for the first time in his life. He needed to change direction in his life or suffer unimaginable consequences which he was always aware of but hearing it said in a different way put the message in perspective.
The once prominent physicians reputation was tarnished by his years of multitudinous acts of selling prescription medications to patients having no symptoms of illness or discomfort.
I stared at the panorama of events in my life which was laid out before me. Many I had forgotten about since they happened years ago, but fond memories suddenly hit me like a torrential downpour of emotion because I will no longer be able to experience any more.
I marvel at the sheer talent some people have. They make the most difficult tasks seem so easy. Then when I am made aware that what I envision as talent they envision as hard work and dedication. I am once again humbled by my short-sightedness.
New love is so full of vibrance and joy. It is such a shame the tingles and butterflies start to fade as new love starts to age.
I saw the rust build up on the slice of steel which just penetrated my forearm. The crust of years of oxidized corrosion of steel lodged into my arm gave it a healthy glow when combined with the outflow of blood.
There is an endless void in my heart. Losing someone close to you does that to a person. However losing two people within a week of each other is an endless void of despair.