Detachment Diary

Reading diary outside

Not one of the people has looked at me this entire trip

I’ve done my share of staring at each of them, struggling to understand that behind that face, that skin, there is a human mind, a presence that is the center of its own universe.

Daily Prompt:
Struggle

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Frankie Lass

I want to inspire the rekindling of imaginary worlds. I want to nurture mad little monsters that have been starved of their need to create.

4 thoughts on “Detachment Diary”

  1. I do this at some point in time each and every day – I can’t help it. But I’ve finally just accepted it, quit wanting to shake them and tell them to wake up, and really love it when one of them surprises me.

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