I slip the watch on my wrist. “I’ll never take it off,” I tell them, feeling the tears roll down my cheeks, not bothering to try to stop them or to wipe them away.
Soon we’re all crying.
Crying.
What a magnificent, liberating, human thing to do.
I slip the watch on my wrist. “I’ll never take it off,” I tell them, feeling the tears roll down my cheeks, not bothering to try to stop them or to wipe them away.
Soon we’re all crying.
Crying.
What a magnificent, liberating, human thing to do.