We’re being degraded and dehumanized. We are referred to as animals that can and will definitely be domesticated once we “find the right man.”
All over the place, people are facing feelings that will never be reciprocated because gifts and nice gestures do not generate feelings of attraction.
Every time it feels better than before. Somehow the butterflies are bigger and the knots are tied so tightly that you can’t imagine them to ever become undone.
Maybe a few years from now, waking up in a bed alone, taking myself to the movies, and drinking my morning cup of coffee in silence, maybe these quiet moments of being alone will be the ones that I discover weren’t so bad after all.
Remember that time in the coffee shop? That’s four pages, three years of thought, 1,458 words.
Approximately three weeks ago, I moved to the big city all by myself.