Story 1 This story was sent in by Aaron from Cleveland, Ohio. I used to work evenings at a little print shop on the west side, one of those places stuck between a laundromat and a chiropractor’s office in a strip mall that always felt a little too empty after ten at night. My shift … Read more
Story 1 This story was sent in by Alex from Flagstaff, Arizona. I was running on fumes the night this happened. I’d just finished a double shift at the restaurant where I work, and by the time I clocked out, it was a little after 12:40 in the morning. I still had that wired-but-exhausted feeling … Read more
Story 1 I was tired in that heavy, eyelids-drooping way that hits only after a long day of work, errands, and refereeing sibling arguments. All I wanted was to slide into bed, stare at my phone for ten minutes, and pass out. I stepped into my room and went to close the blinds. That’s when … Read more
Story 1 This story was sent in by Emily R. from New York. I’ve lived in the same tiny third‑floor apartment for almost five years, and most nights follow the exact same rhythm. I work late shifts at a small café a few blocks from my building, so by the time I get home, shower, … Read more