The Infinite Starr

mental-health

  • Chasing Butterflies

    There is a strange little meadow that very few people ever notice. Not because it is hidden. Because nobody stays still long enough to see it. The butterflies there are unlike any you’ve ever imagined. Their wings shimmer with colors that seem to change depending on who is looking at them. Gold for the ambitious.…

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  • Waiting Room 7

    There is a waiting room that every person eventually finds. No one tells you where it is. No one hands you directions. One day life simply walks you through the door, takes a seat beside you, and says… “You’re going to be here awhile.” The room isn’t fancy. The chairs are comfortable enough to keep…

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  • Barstool Royalty

    There is a throne no respectable person wants. It isn’t made of gold. It isn’t earned. It isn’t admired. It’s bolted to the floor of a bar. And every night someone climbs onto it believing they’ve become royalty. Nobody likes a bad drunk who thinks they’re a good one. Matter of fact… Nobody likes a…

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  • Chairman of the Fan Club

    I don’t normally wake up on an average Tuesday looking for trouble. Tuesday is usually reserved for coffee, ambition, and pretending emails don’t exist for another five minutes. But every once in a while… Pettluyah clocks in for her shift. She doesn’t work often. Only when absolutely necessary. Today she adjusted her sunglasses, smiled at…

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  • Confessions of a Writer

    The heat had already settled over Texas before noon. Not the kind of heat that asked permission. The kind that wrapped itself around your shoulders, settled into your skin, and reminded you that July had arrived exactly when it intended to. Fresh-cut grass drifted lazily through the afternoon air, mixing with the scent of warm…

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  • Reflections Without Witnesses

    There was an old mirror that had never belonged to anyone. Not because no one wanted it. Because no one could keep it. It refused to tell the story people wanted. It only told the story that was. Collectors tried to frame it in gold. Kings tried to hide it behind velvet. Actors rehearsed in…

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  • The Woman Who Became a Cemetery

    Some people say the world has become kinder. I don’t know where they’re shopping. Because every time I walk through a grocery store, stand in line at a coffee shop, or watch someone scream at a waitress because the ranch dressing came out after the fries, I find myself wondering… When did people become so…

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  • The City With No Stairs

    There was a city nobody admitted existed. It wasn’t on any map. You couldn’t buy a ticket there. Nobody ever announced they were moving. One decision at a time, they simply found themselves standing inside its gates. It welcomed everyone. The first visit never looked dangerous. It looked exciting. It looked like freedom. It looked…

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  • The Courtroom Without Walls

    There is an old game people play. Two truths and one lie. Two lies and one truth. Most people think the object is fooling everyone else. It isn’t. The object has always been fooling yourself. I wandered into an old courthouse one evening that wasn’t marked on any map. It had no judge. No jury.…

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  • The Man Taking Out the Trash

    I knew it was coming because people kept telling me I had changed. Changed how? Nobody ever seemed to have an answer. They’d just look at me differently. Like they were studying a photograph of someone they used to know. Like I had misplaced some version of myself they wanted back. Maybe I had. I…

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