The sky outside my window never changed in the hour I had stared out it. It remained as gray as before, and was as lifeless as I felt. I have always hated when anyone said they were lonely. For me, it was always such a gift to have some time to myself. To be able to have peace.
Today is different.
Today I m screaming to be set free. To not be trapped by these four walls. It s not unusual to have a wandering eye. I think you re a liar. Everyone s done it, and everyone will continue to indulge in that part of life while there is still life on earth.