A Short Story Pt. 1

A Short Story Pt. 1

An ease of pain walked up to me on one hellish day. I was unaware of a format, or game, or format of a game that could grab her attention. So I sat on a couch next to her and told her I sing and asked her if she would like to hear me. After hours of conversation and Jameson whiskey, she ended up leaving. I had a moment of happiness knowing of her interest in me, but I knew she didn’t understand my words. Wish I would have paid more attention, but fuck regrets. It wasn’t the months of losing loneliness in my beat down jeep, or the parties that never ended bad, but the feeling of fortune to a man drowning in a sea of selfishness. I feel something awful if I think im a failure, and I lose faith in gold if I blame anything else. So here is a shot of sailor jerry’s and a cheers to knowing you. You really did shine a light in and through out the dark.

Daniel Jaffke

Daniel Jaffke

September 18 1983 - January 31 2014