Hot, sweaty, smelly.
Oil, grease, and muck.
Swearing like a trooper because the bolt won’t budge.
Where is that spanner? The 7/16th I need.
Progress is slow and sometimes goes in reverse.
It’s frustrating.
It’s painful.
It’s difficult.
But it eases my mind.
Bang, crash, smash.
Turn, hit, pull.
Assemble new parts to replace the old.
Reading a manual and YouTube videos to make sure it’s done right.
Parts deliveries deliver a euphoric response.
It’s coming along.
I can see progress.
My vision is coming to life.
This is my happy place.
I recently took time off work and went home to my parent's place after my Dad died. Working in the shed on the project car we had bought together brought me so much peace. Thank you for reading.
About the Creator
D-Donohoe
Amateur storyteller, LEGO fanatic, leader, ex-Detective and human. All sorts of stories: some funny, some sad, some a little risqué all of them told from the heart.
Thank you all for your support.
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
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