I am back!

Sorry, everyone!

School took a majority of my time, and now that I am catching a downtime, it’s back to blogging!

In the meantime, while I am gathering my thoughts and posts together, I want to share a little humor with you!

Now my taste in humor might not be the same as you. But! It’s always worth a shot if it can make your day! ๐Ÿ˜‚

Here check this out!

Hopefully, that can brighten your day. ๐Ÿค— See you next time!


I am working on Sagasu Inai!

Sorry all!

I had to take a break from any social media for the past few days because well…

I was struggling! But I am determined to be back on track better than ever!

I am sorry I didn’t tell you beforehand…

But I hope you forgive me. โค๏ธ

Sagasu Inai’s story will be worked on again, and you should expect a story soon! ๐Ÿคญ

Glad to be back and talk to you soon!

Modern Day Adventure – Part #1

A ray of the setting sun peered through the window seeping past the tiny gaps in the blinds. The escaped light touched a calendar on the wall.

The current date read, โ€œNovember 13, 2136.โ€ From the period, the light began to melt its way down toward a digital clock sitting atop a wooden desk. The time flashed 4:30 p.m.

Time is winding down, the temperature is dropping, and everything seemed to be lazy.

A deep sigh came from the desk. The groan came from Sagasu Inai, a 24-year-old who is currently a railroad-maintenance clerk. Sagasu looked miserable just staring at the clock. This was life. Waking up to get ready for work, only to come home to sleep for the next day. It was a grueling cycle.

Before Sagasu can fully indulge in sorrow, a door flung open breaking the silence.

โ€œSagasu! Submit the materials you need to repair the rail and get it done ASAP,โ€ demanded a man whose figure is similar to that of a basketball player. The hoarse voice plagued by years of smoking came from this six foot something, 200-pound man.

Appearance wise, he is not kept and dresses only in a black business suit sprinkled with white splats of ash and dust. The background of this man is mysterious. The only explanation to how he got this job as yardmaster at the railroad is because his parents owned it.

Before Sagasu can respond, the door was slammed back shut.

Sagasu took a heavy breath and glanced at the light leaking from the window.

โ€œThis is my life,โ€ Sagasu thought. โ€œThis will be the death of me.โ€