#2 Character

– A woman in a facility for older people. Reminiscing, lonely.

My eyes are not what they used to be. I know, I know I am old. Even though everyday it comes as a surprise to me how badly the world is distorted by my inadequate vision.

How blurry the images have become. I wonder if I will be able to see clearly my final day. My judgement. I regret so many things which I have no more time to fix. The wrongs I cannot mend. Only my pillow knows my regrets. Only do rough linens touching my cheek and soaking up salty tears know.

Silent witnesses of my regrets.


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