For Granted
The aroma of a newly lit incense, the sound of blues music playing in the background, and the rays from the sun bounced off freshly cleaned wine glasses always brought bliss to my life. Everyday at six o’clock after such tiring days, that scene would ease my aching bones. But, the only reason I could…
Lifespan
It wasn’t a pretty birth. Mother struggled to stay alive, Father was absent for the entire “miracle”, and I didn’t ask to be born. By the time I was five, I realized I was by myself. Mother worked, Father was still absent, and my only source of comfort was my one stuff bear that I…
Amoeba Writings 