Another day.

Hiding my face while sitting.

Closing my eyes while I stay seated.

Thinking of the conversations I had the night before to keep my mind going.

“It will be fine.”

“What did you do today?”

“Alright.”

A small smile played on my lips.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Slight shift in my seat.

Smooth out the crinkles in my long skirt with my dry, cold hands.

Before I begin waiting again.

 

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