KP-the-writer

Spencer

One more thing done. One more accomplishment. He always felt that satisfactory twang of comfort as he drew his pen across the words, crossing out another thing on his apocalyst of things to do. He never liked the term bucket-list, but most people didn't understand how he could have an apocalyst when he didn't actually believe an apocalypse was coming. Or was it? It kind of felt like an apocalypse had been biting at his heels for the past two years, the inevitability weighing down on him like an overhead anvil held aloft by nothing more than a fraying rope. ‘Bungee jump’ was number 22 on his list and it was a sweet one to cross off.