“I am becoming a vegetable,” he said after 2 minutes of talking about his almost dead father, sick nephew and exams. “I don’t feel anything anymore.”
“That’s because you are becoming stronger,” I really didn’t know how to answer my ex-brother. He just described my emotions, though we hadn’t met for months. And I wasn’t exactly sure how I felt about him.
Are we supposed to feel or is it a luxury nobody can afford anymore?
It was a Sunday morning; rain slowly soaked my clothes and washed away my face. When I started to walk home, bag with CookieCrisps clattered in perfect unisone with the dripping rain.
Just walk away from it.
