Oh what a day today has been. I've been sick. Not feeling good. Emotions are running high, feelings are running deep. I have this cough. I am sick. It's just not a good thing. I've slept a lot today. I don't know how else to explain it. That's all that life will become of me. A sick person who doesn't know any better. But what can you do about it all? I don't know. Life has a part of wisdom I'm sure, but I don't know where that wisdom comes from. There doesn't appear to be a way to overcome whatever there is to overcome. I simply do not wish to overthink any of that. But it will happen someday. So we are here, in this life for a reason. I guess that's all there is to it.
There once was a house that had no doors it stood alone far apart from any other house This house in particular had a reason for hiding from everyone else you see he was ashamed All the other houses on the street had their own doors but for some reason he did not This made him a sad house houses are meant to have doors in order to make them safe and secure This house didn’t feel safe or secure