then, sometimes

there are days when you just want to unload. off-load the heaviness of hearts and receive affirmation. those days where the verge of tears brings anger instead of sadness. begging for human touch, yet ok with the solitude. it’s not something learned, as much as it is pre-programmed, hard-wired at the factory. maybe medication is the answer? the salvation of pill bottles, serotonin levels. it’s a phase. just that it’s just lasted most of 365 days.

and shows no signs of change.