I had a little breakdown, that morning. Alone in the grayness of morning. In a place that wasn’t home, where so much had happened. Where I was settled into a room of my own.
With nothing but my thoughts, the smell of flowers next to me and the subtle beeps of medicalia. Streams of soft tears, painted rivers down a face that hadn’t been washed in more than a day and fell back into my tangled hair. Sobs eluded the early day, soundlessly I let the facade slip, just for me, just for a moment…or so I thought. (more…)