I kick the coffee desk, and it tumbles on to the rug. I am so Sick and tired of nonsense deaths, so, so drained… why can’t men and women just settle for their dissimilarities and are in peace? Why do they hold battling wars that started off generations back? Why can not they just sit and talk and…

“So now it’s his fault?” I pull away and frown at my associate. “I told him to wipe out the satellite, regardless of the.” I go away the base and drive property, performing my best to force that experience away and give full attention to the highway. All my muscles are tense. I need a warm shower,