My mind and workplace exist occasionally in a second house. A place where the aroma of hot dogs shake your hand as you walk into the kitchen. A place where the living room booms with liveliness as the inhabitants interact with the television and themselves, a truly jolly family. The bedroom lures you in with the tempting taste of a coffee and biscuit accomplice, the true masterminds of the bait. This one building plays a great role in the memories my everchanging mind holds within its core. This is a home of work, productivity, and stress reduction.
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Home 20 (A 2020 Short Story)
Short StoryWritten from my own mind in a national lockdown in 2020, I explore the three locations that make up my safety and my inner peace.
