Kristopher Hayes
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38 year old writer with the biggest connections to music and art. Love food and talking about the heartache it took to get us to the present.
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Ramen with a dash of emo
With all of the modern inventions of this upside worled, large wireless headphones was his particular cure to his cancer. Cancer is a dramatic word. He just despised “small talk with people” Large headphones meant an physical action from the stranger like pointing and starting whatever insignificant conversation that was bound to be had. So less chances awkward conversations Noticing that is grumpiness has hit an stage 4 level hit let his mind drift to dinner.
By Kristopher Hayes4 years ago in Fiction
Everybody hurts and that fine
I feel as the sun sets. As the days grow shorter, you can almost sense the “ big sad“ approaching. It seems like tons of people are experiencing heaviness in their hearts.Friends and colleagues of mine are hurting and its heartbreaking. At times its impossible to take a breath. The irony of this great beautiful world is the even though we can connect to people in seconds the loneliness and perceived non- importance of self are as big as mountains. Depression has many faces and many masters.
By Kristopher Hayes4 years ago in Humans
Ticking Clocks
Ticking Clocks He wonders if memories fade like bricks on buildings. The familiar zip on the jacket and was his armor for the cruel world. The wind was pretending to be strong and bully the remnants of winter, but spring had its feet firmly planted for it’s turn. The light jacket was perfect protection from the wind and his feelings.
By Kristopher Hayes4 years ago in Fiction
