I wonder whether the sun will shine again; these tinted days are affecting my mental state immensely—those hazy recollections, dusty specs on the glass window. I wonder whether I will change. Whether or not tomorrow will be the same as yesterday.
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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