Zachary Keeffe
Stories (1/0)
Finding Hope
Arthur was lonely. Not that this was anything new for him, but this time the loneliness seemed to be setting in and pulling him into a darker place than he was used to. Months of therapy had helped with coping strategies, but days like today made Arthur feel particularly down. Arthur slumped into the soft fabric of his favourite chair and let out a sigh. Looking around, he could see the backlog of chores climbing up around him. Dirty dishes sat cluttered on the side of grungy sink; clothes were scattered haphazardly over the floor where they had been left sitting for the better part of a week; dust layered the bookshelves; and a slight malodour permeated throughout most of the house. Arthur shook his head slightly, noting that he had been neglecting more and more of the daily tasks as time progressed.
By Zachary Keeffe3 years ago in Psyche