A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #222

A Year Underfoot


June 9th, 2034

Still holed up in Santa Clarita. The skies are chock full of patrols and I can imagine the ground troops are stirred up as well. Something has yanked their chain.

June 9th, 2034
(second entry)

I’m bored sitting around. Something’s going down at the air base, but here I am fifteen miles south sitting on my butt. I’m afraid the frustration of being off the front line, and out of radio contact is getting the better of me. They say patience is a virtue, but I’m finding patience to be nothing more than a colossal waste of time and a huge pain in the ass.



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s