TRINITY

I felt insignificant. Irrelevant.

That's how I felt earlier, but who am I to argue? When the head doesn't want me, then so be it.

I worked hard to be a part of the company, but my hardship and experience are all gone to waste. I guess I just don't belong there.

There's a little regret on the part of my brain. If I only follow my passion as an artist or an architect, I won't be here alone, jobless, in the middle of these graves.

My heels dip in the ...