Random Thoughts On A Winter’s Morn.

The hot cleansing water feels good against his skin, washing the grime and sweat away from his weary form.

His body aches as the rigors of age set in once more.

An irrefutable truth dawns : There are fewer days behind than ahead.

But still he walks on.

He walks through the darkness of a slumbering city to reach his destination, its neon lights shining upon him, beckoning him to enter.

He walks the halls of this grand hotel, his long arms pushing a tarnished brass cart across it’s worn carpets, a series of squeaks and knocks the only proof of his presence.

Around him travelers sleep, make lust/love (mostly lust), insert poison into their veins, splash fire and ice against the back of their throats, their lives a mixture of fleeting pleasure and pain.

He gives them little more than a moment’s thought as memories of a fallen friend, one of his best friends, return with the power of crashing waves on the shore.

Ronnie walks beside him.


And so he walks on, the thinnest of smiles measurable on his weathered face.

About The Hook

Husband. Father. Bellman. Author of The Bellman Chronicles. Reader of comic books and observer and chronicler of the human condition. And to my wife's eternal dismay, a mere mortal and non-vampire. I'm often told I look like your uncle, cousin, etc. If I wore a hat, I'd hang it on a hat rack in my home in Niagara Falls, Canada. You can call me The Hook, everyone else does.
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22 Responses to Random Thoughts On A Winter’s Morn.

  1. Beautiful prose. The feeling comes through.

  2. Mark Myers says:

    Love it. Art keeps love alive.

    • The Hook says:

      Well said, Mark.
      You’re much more than a dad with great smelling nuts.
      (To everyone else reading this: Just peruse mark’s brilliant blog and it’ll all make sense.)

  3. He still walks, which is the best part. Well done, Hook

  4. He’ll always be with you Hook. Friendship like that is not forgotten and never dies.

  5. Doug in Oakland says:

    Beautiful writing. May that smile persist and widen as the days, weeks, months and years progress. You know your friend would want it there.

  6. Such rich words. Such deep meaning. So beautiful!

  7. Oh, hook, what a beautiful self portrait. Yes?

  8. Your growth is showing. ❤ Beautiful.

  9. Jennie says:

    Powerful words, Hook, beautifully written.

  10. markbialczak says:

    You express it so very well, Hook.

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