"The secret source of humor is not joy but sorrow; there is no such thing as humor in Heaven."
~mark twain
Dear Angel,
It is funny how things work out sometimes.
When I was a child, I once saw a baby bird fall out of the sky. I took it home, hoping that we could fix it, but when I got there, my stepfather crushed it under his boot. I didn't speak to him for a week.
And when I did, he told me, "It would just have prolonged his suffering; it's better this way." I didn't talk to him for another week. It taught me a lesson, Angel.
What if we're all just birds, and someday we'll fall out of the sky, and we'll be crushed under a boot.
What if, our lives are just miniscule specks of light, and nothing will ever be the same.
Just some food for thought, Angel.
As always,
Ash
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idk what.
i have writers block omf.