Filthy

There are some days when you feel filthy. And on those days, you wonder what you did that make you feel so filthy.

You wonder why and try to remember back, way back to the morning as you wash your plates from dinner.

And as you realize what it is, you drop the plate in your hands, and it slides safely onto another plate but with a big CLANG! that echoes in the room but not in your mind as flashbacks of what happened run through your mind.


(little note)

So, this wasn’t really a good post, but that’s what’s on my mind right now. To tell you the truth, I do feel filthy – but not because I did something bad but because of what happened the day before that made me cry two days before today, yesterday, and today. Hopefully I’ll get over it soon.

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