She cautiously set her cup on the table smiling at the irony of it all. A cup handled with such caution and grace while she, her every being, was shattered inside out. The excessive care which was shown on materialistic items and the taken for granted attitude toward her own mind’s well being!
If only she would listen to her mind’s tantrums and give in!
If only she would listen to her mind’s numbness and tend to it!
If only she would realize that these realizations are not the wake-up calls, but the five-minute snooze alarms, which too will die down if she fails to answer.
If only …