I looked at my neighbour, standing in the corner of the room, and saw the panic in his eyes as he knew I would have to report him for sheltering enemies of the state.
IT startedIhanks to you, I started to write
S suppose I should thank you, even if I am now close to becoming thirty
yince then I am the one taking medication. With no inibition; feeling numb is now how I make a function.
ou if you slept well. If you took your meds.
She bustles through the crowd of people as it always gets busy come Christmas time. My eyes try not to peer too long, yet still catch glances. I notice her pick up the photo she was waiting on. Her face remained expressionless for what seemed like an eternity.
SBo when the world feels too heavy, when your heart is tired...Aecause sometimes, a smile is not proof that everything is okay. Sometimes, it is the soul whispering, “I’m hurting, but I’m still here.”
nd then, somehow, smile.
I'm on a first-floor unit, which is nice in some ways because 1) I'm a musician and I don't have to worry as much about bothering other people with my own noise (esp. percussion) 2) I rather enjoy just walking to my door.