It’s a Sensitive World

Saturday said, “I give up.”

I said, “What are you going to do with your time?”

Saturday said, “Finger paint.”

I said, “But you have no fingers.”

Saturday looked off into the distance and began to cry. It’s hard to go through an entire day without hurting someone.

One Response to “It’s a Sensitive World”

  1. mak says:

    True. Harder to quietly sit with and feel the pain of having harmed another.

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