a largely successful day though not as efficient as expected.
i will not be put down by all those challenges.
that emotional turmoil.
that bleeding and bruise.
that breakdown.
as i saw the beautiful golden sun setting.
"the sun will rise again everyday"
wasnt that intuitive. perhaps u read my mind.
the onlookers on the bus, how much i cared not?
breathing. limping. bent with those beads falling gently.
and yet in the bag of the man on the floor
what an unexpected.
Chocolate.. were those choc pies?
through the corner of the bag handle i snagged my peek.
"lotte."
i remembered so much. so much.
that faith i didnt deserve?
i cannot give up to a promise.
even as the bitter reality of failure slowly creeps into life.
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