Man vs. Wilderness
by Tom B. Taker
An hour passes. I grip the shot glass so hard I fear it’ll turn back into sand.
“Another, Sam.”
What kind of man have I become?
I will never leave.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Shouts from the Abyss 
I’m assuming this was written while under the table…not at it.
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A place where I spend a lot of time. Need proof? Search this blog for the word “Ensenada.”
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Drunk in Mexico. Original. 😉
The Hunt for Red October is an excellent book. You’ve gone up in my estimation…I mean that sincerely so just shut it. 😛
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Very dark, very dark indeed.
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Thank you!
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I love that song.
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Me, too. And it seemed apropos.
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