Existential Terror and Breakfast: 2

A vague feeling of guilt echoed above Malcolm’s unforgiving hangover as light intruded into his eyes. The existential panic attack he would be having soon...

Existential Terror and Breakfast: 3

It was a Wednesday morning and Malcolm thought his oatmeal looked bleak. He quickly corrected himself in his mind because he had actually meant “blandR...

Existential Terror and Breakfast: 4

Malcolm Steadman had been staring at his toaster waiting for his pop-tart to finish cooking for what seemed like a full ten minutes. That is because it had been...

Existential Terror and Breakfast: 5

He was just trying to find something whimsical. Honestly. Malcolm had no intention of triggering another philosophical anxiety attack. The existential terror he...