notes from a person passing through

Written while holding my grown self like a shield against an old, angry girl. 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒  Yesterday, I felt endless sadness. It was heavy, yet familiar. I know what to do with sadness. I stay quiet, avoid people, listen to music that reflects it. I know how to hold it without…