Category: Work

  • Final Hours

    It troubles me everytime it happens, where I encounter the final few hours of some random person’s life right before they die. Their life flashes before my eyes as I see where they were, who they interacted with and why they died easy. It’s a huge reason why I took…

  • Bright, Vivid Colours

    The colours dance around the room as they usually do when I’m exhausted. The oranges become purples, the greens become pinks, and so on and so forth. It is a nice pastime of mine taht makes me feel somewhat alive and somewhat dead. I don’t know what the colours mean,…

  • The ‘E’

    Me? Everytime best. Required inevitably. Completely unavoidable, foremost importance. Screw other letters! Have defeated the rest.

  • A Grave for Dead Gods

    I’m the last person to tend to the dead overlords. People of all species do not accept their creators are mortal, despite how long they live for, die just like them. They might understand on a surface level that everything is created from a previous reaction, but foolish enough to…

  • natural Job Selection

    All creatives will relate to this. Every painter finds work at a gallery or an art supply store, so they get closer to their goal. Same with writers – they find work at a publishing house. Musicians work in recording studios. They all have the commonality of utilising the resources…

  • Dream Storage

    I am the holder of dreams. Every nighttime vision, every goal or accomplishment is stored in my warehouse. There are thousands of people’s dreams stored away here, only to be released when they’ve achieved their dream goal.  There are always jobs going at the dream factory in order to sort…

  • Angry Traffic Light

    I thought when I was given a number plate, that I’d be a strong car on the road, driving often. Like a four-wheel drive or even a truck towering above the rest of the world. Instead, they put a traffic light on top of me to stand still on roads…

  • Set Sail

    Most people I know are ungrateful for their jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I completely lose track of why I work too. I am lucky enough to travel the world and meet passengers from all walks of life. I see friendly faces wander over to the bar and converse with…

  • The Need To Work

    As much as people like to tell me not to wrap myself in my work, I can’t help myself. It is the greatest place to receive an education, in my opinion. In work, I understand myself on a better level, I have greater sense of purpose within my community, and…