I talked to the homeless lady again today and she told me that to properly heal I must reconnect myself to the world around me. I must observe that life goes on around me and take a moment to appreciate it. Life. I don't think this will work for me, it might work for someone who, maybe, crashed their car but not to someone as broken as me. It's none of my concern that life goes on around me what concerns me is the pain inside of me. To me the world stopped when my father died and it crashed around me when I was dumped and that's all that matters, right?
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We Shall Heal
Short StorySadness doesn't suit a pretty face like yours. Tell me. What does? Happiness.
