My deepest fear

By , Wilmington, MA

I refuse to grow old and live a melancholy life.
I look at the people around me and their auras bear witness to their ever dwindling sadness. Maybe this is simply an inescapable symptom of life. But they work their 9-5 jobs that they care about but not really and go home to their spouses who they no longer love with any ferocity and they live under a guise of happiness. They say they are happy and content but they lack the radiant glow that true joy gives you. I refuse to grow old and live my life like this. There must be a better way.






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