Morgan Hood
Joined March 2021
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eternal student, eternal fool
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The One Who Waits
My life is in one room: four boxes on the kitchen floor, an overstuffed duffle bag on the counter, my keys on the table. Looking at my belongings, all I feel is shame: the brooding child of love and hate which has eaten away at me every day since June left. I laugh to myself, a dark, sharp chuckle that bounces off the emptiness around me. We are born alone and we die alone. But isn’t life about connection? Isn’t love what makes life worth living? Bags and boxes stuffed with my things, but now that she’s gone, I have nothing.
By Morgan Hood3 years ago in Humans