Yesterday, I went through a heartbreaking disaster. At that moment, the only thing I could do was cry behind the doors. Quietly holding my hands covering my mouth so that people couldn’t hear me. Today I’m sitting here down a tree where it’s windy with leaves flying across me with flowers falling on my hair thinking about how lost I am. Thinking about how I’m going to get out of this. Then I hear bells ringing and god whispering “let your flame burn. Just wait, the tables will turn.” Smiling I walk back home.