l| a time to be silent and a time to speak |l

.Still. Living

Living without changing - still living.

I hate the hospital. Especially the A&E dept. Knitted brows, restless fidgeting, depressing talks... In fact, i think any kind of mood or emotion displayed there seems very unfitting. Indifference means a lack of love and compassion. Laughter implies insensitivity and falsehood. Crying and downcast looks depress further. Eating, sleeping, playing on the mobile downplay the gravity of the situation and the importance of the person in the ward. Worse in the wards. Helplessness, fraility, hurting bodies and hearts... The fallen humanity. It's like the back alley of a beautiful city, where it's darker and where the stench of fear and uncertainty lingers.

What would i be like if i were what i want myself to be? Probably won't be perfect still, but i'll probably like myself more.