This little story popped into my head as I walked through the doors to work yesterday. It expresses how I feel inside. :-)
She goes to work each day, and comes home late each evening. In bed at night she stares at the darkness with waiting eyes, and prays that life holds more.
It's really rather a sad little story, isn't it?
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