There's something therapeutic in journalling and art... I need it. I carry my burden for far too long and sinking. Thus this is a journey of liberation and healing... a chance for rebirth and growth.
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Bad Manners
I should have acted accordingly and tell these people off, but the coward in me won... this time. These young, abled people sat there asleep in their perfect poses or remained very focused on their smart phones. I hate to condemn others but I get upset when I see selfishness. When they left, I made loud gestures to the elders to take their seats. All said they were getting off and rather stood. Some people saw the exchanged and looked away, presumably ashamed. Nobody dared to take the seat anymore. Ok, I have redeemed myself.
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