Reverent Mink's StoriesReverent Mink is 19 years old, he's going to school because thats what he thinks he should do... At least he thinks he thinks he should. He's confused about allot of things. Most of the time he's not sure who he really is or who he really wants to be. But every once in a while, once every few weeks at most he remembers who he is and who he want's to be. He's sad because this isn't what he thought it was supposed to be, it's not the way it was supposed to happen. He's tiered because he has to think it all over again, he thinks life's to short to always be thinking. He want's things to be the way they were. The way it all made sense. Sometimes things seem to be heading back the way they came, this is good until it tumbles forward again then sadness comes back and he's lost, he doesn't want to be lost anymore.2008-01-04T01:12:02Zhttp://ficlets.com/feeds/author/user_7004Breakfast nirvana. Breakfast challenge by Nouvelle Bardot<p>She walks across the room with a cafeteria tray of food, she’s unsure of her path, she doesn’t come here often but she’s sure of her destination. She sits down across from someone, a man, someone she knows very well. He looks up from his computer, his reaction is one of happiness followed all to quickly by a sadness deeper then most can see.</p>
<p>“What are you doing here? And what’s with the food, you don’t eat that crap” He looks down, trying to quell tears before they flow.</p>
<p>“I came to talk to you” She looks at her food, a mix of fruit and cafeteria waffles, one look and she pushes the plate away.</p>
<p>“Talk? What’s to talk about.” He focuses intently on the computers blank desktop.</p>
<p>“I just wanted to say… well… I… Just, how are you? and not how are you, but <em>how are you</em>, like really…” She looks at him, and not just at him, but in him. He looks up at her, tears flow down his face.</p>
<p>“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask that” He looks down, crying, muttering.<br />“I can’t do this anymore.”</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/153732007-12-06T19:37:22Z2008-01-04T01:12:02ZReverent Minkhttp://ficlets.com/authors/user_7004She<p>“She’s smiling you know. You may not see it behind that face, but she’s smiling.”</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/153552007-12-06T10:17:34Z2008-01-04T01:11:14ZReverent Minkhttp://ficlets.com/authors/user_7004He who walks.<p>He walks, he’s not sure why he walks but he does it anyway. He knows the path he walks, he’s walked it before, but its different now. Things that seemed one way the last time he was here seem one way now. He coughs it up to different lighting… He thinks, he’s not sure why he thinks but he does it anyway. Without thinking he couldn’t change, and without change he couldn’t progress, he’s not sure what progression is, or what its for, but it feels like something he should do, he’s not sure why. Walking, thinking, progressing, feeling.</p>
<p>He walks, but he’s not sure why he walks…<br />He thinks, but he’s not sure why he thinks…<br />He progresses, but he’s not sure why he progresses…<br />He feels but, he’s not sure why he feels…</p>
<p>He walks, but he’s not sure he wants to walk…<br />He thinks, but he’s not sure he wants to think…<br />He progresses, but he’s not sure he wants to progress…<br />He feels… But he’s not sure he wants to feel…</p>
<p>He is, but he’s not sure if he want’s to be.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/153542007-12-06T09:35:46Z2008-01-04T11:41:44ZReverent Minkhttp://ficlets.com/authors/user_7004