The Things I Know for Sure

Originally on ficly.com.  I really liked the story but it fell like a wet paper towel on the kitchen floor.  Wet from blood…and feces.  Any shits, my favorite thing is a hook line.  A final uppercut at the end of stories, and this is my favorite.

There are few things I actually know for sure. At this age you should probably be more certain, but alas, mysteries abound.

One thing I know is that a bull is colorblind. They don’t hate the color red. I am missing most of my thigh muscle in my left leg, which was carefully dressed in drab black when I learned the errors of my ways.

Another thing I know is that the love of a woman will be the greatest happiness and sadness you can know. And you will love and cherish those emotions.

The last thing I know for sure, is that there was a tiny ship that for a time was orbiting the earth. It spun madly around the world, faster and faster until it lost its trajectory and burned up in the atomsphere. It was a glorious meteor of metal and passenger.

Inside the ship was a dead dog.

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