Life Lately

Glass Ball

I am one lately.

And like a glass ball, I shattered the moment I hit the ground.

Shards everywhere.

I feel brittle. I will break every time someone or something comes to close. I break at the slightest nudge. I tremble—shake like a leaf.

I need to go back into being a rubber ball. Bounce up, little one!

Until then… Try not to pick up or sweep the broken pieces.

It’s a misery waiting to happen.

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