As sunlight poured into her room it awoke her as it hit her face. She stretched and got out of bed. What would her morning be without her signature green tea?
As she sat on the window sill she let her mind wander as she indulged in the sweet sensations that happiness brought. Was happiness meant to be temporary?
Or was happiness a filter in which to see the world? She thought to herself
The day dissipated as she went about her day being and becoming
Being and becoming the person she was proud to be.
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Confessions of a healing heart
Short StoryAfter another night of her crying herself too sleep, she decided she needed a fresh start. Join her on her journey of self growth.
