HELDAI find myself walking aimlessly, with no direction in mind.

My head feels clouded, and my heart heavy.

I continue walking until I find myself by the water fountain.

A humorless laugh escapes my lips.

The irony of it all baffles me.

Even whilst absent-minded.

My brain has committed this place to memory.

“I shouldn't be here,” I say to myself.

How do I move on if I keep coming here at the slightest chance I get?

They say all wounds heal with time.

It's either that enough ...