My thoughts grow disheveled, like the light sand as you grasp it through your tight grip. My mind races as I hear voices from other random humans going about their day. I feel a tint of sadness that makes my smile slowly fade. Why is my smile fading? Why does it have to fade? My thoughts start to run rapid. Is this anxiety, or is it me? I feel tears build in my eyes, and I want to cry. But then a stranger taps me on the shoulder and says, "Hey, Goodmorning". They don't understand how many tears I held back before I said "Hey" too. So hey you.

Julicia Salvatore 💜