The Pedestrian

Five. Four. Three. Two. One. The pedestrian light turned green exactly as I stepped onto the lane. The honks of cars during the afternoon rush were drowned out by the pop music playing through my headphones. My pace had already adjusted to the beat of the music. It was faster than that of the other…

The Applicant

I embraced my backpack tightly, or should I say front pack?  Rather than carrying the bag on my back, I placed it in front.  A pair of pants, a shirt, and my resume – these were tightly stuffed inside.  The bus opened its door and the blazing heat welcomed as I stepped out, I began…