I had never felt so alone
This year the doors closed for many, but for me they were always closed. I was shut within a world. An atmosphere. The atmosphere was as it was in a congested city but it wasn’t visible. No smog, except the incense sticks to cleanse the perceived evil haunting me.No smoke, except the burning hatred in me being dissipated into tears that condensed into this atmosphere.Yet it was still just li...