It had been 3 days since my world went up in flames.
There was good deal for razors at Target.
I hadn't been anywhere since knowing.
I got in my car, thinking nothing of it.
Walk in the sliding doors.
Oh, there are people here.
Who is here?
Just keep your eyes down.
People can just go about their normal day and just buy milk and bread and then go to work?
I don't belong in this world.
Who cares about the stupid razors?
I turn around and walk back to the safety of my car.
I guess I'm just not ready for Target yet.
