The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Labored Day, A Short Story Christopher at a train museum *Two mild swear words November 30th, 2012 “Get out of the way! You're in the way!” I heard being shouted just beyond the thick brush that covered my view... I was surprised I heard the screams over the helicopter that was hovering up above me. The rotary engine making so much noise I could barely hear my inner voice  remind me "to make sure you get out of the dogs track." A burglary had just occurred.  And as I was arriving to the house where it was happening the bad guy was running from the scene at the same time. I jumped out of my  police car, after placing it in park, and began to chase him on foot along the canal bank adjacent to the house. But  I lost track of the would be Grinch just beyond the tree line. We decided to call in the dogs and police helicopter, so that the eye in the sky can sniff out what the nose on the ground can not. Howev...

You are here: Home » Lived and Learning Left to right: Nico mimicking Christopher who fell asleep.  November 28th, 2012 Many of us have stood in the middle of a broken reality and racked our brains by searching our memory, trying to figure out how we got to this point. Our future ends as we are forced towards the cliff's ledge by our distress. The fall is deep, and we won't emotionally make it once we are sent over the ledge. The past has closed its gap to our reality because our grief makes us so stagnate that we are unable to run forward in an attempt to extend the playing field into the future and start to push back at our past. You live, and you learn to move forward. I've been told we shouldn't look back, anyhow. We always move forward in the face of adversity. Still, as the squeeze of hopelessness edges us closer and closer to the edge of defeat, we are forced off our perch of safety and have no choice but to wing it and find our way to survive or simpl...