Twenty-seven

The page on the screen in front of Samantha was filled with numbers. It was almost funny, and she would have laughed if they weren’t so damn infuriating. “Jim, can you come over here for a minute?” She hated asking for Jim’s help. Or anyone’s for that matter. She’d always been an independent soul, but this problem was becoming bigger than she had time for. … Continue reading Twenty-seven

A Fictional Recap Of Pitchfork Day 1

The night before Pitchfork started despair had turned my heart darker than the blackest night. I was crying myself to sleep listening to “Lost In Everyone” by Doldrums on repeat. I didn’t have a ticket to the festival and my beautiful sprite Bjork was headlining opening night. I was literally the most unlucky person in the world. I can’t think of anything worse than not … Continue reading A Fictional Recap Of Pitchfork Day 1