What it Feels like After a Long Day

Kitty Hu
Kitty Hu
Jul 30, 2017 · 1 min read

Sometimes, you finally reach the safety of your car after a long day and all you can do is sit there. In the silence. For once, there is silence.

Your knees burn under the weight of hours upon hours of standing. You still hear the echoes of an angry stranger you had to listen to at work. You wonder why you spent 8 hours doing something you’re not passionate about, yet you would still do it again anyways.

You think about home, the crummy, hole-in-the-wall home. At least you have a home though. How there’s nothing in the fridge. How everything is closed now, but you wouldn’t have the pennies to spare anyways.

And cue the dramatic, silent tears that have now slipped out onto your cheeks. Tears holding all the words unsaid and things undone. Where has all the time gone? All you want right now is to curl up with a book, drink some hot chocolate, listen to the acoustics of a live guitar, but you don’t even have the energy or time to. You think about tomorrow. How it all starts over again.

This is what it feels like after a long day. At least there is silence.

Kitty Hu

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