Hospitals.  I hate them.  I hate the smell of them.  I hate the jaded look that has set into so many of the staff.  I hate the claustrophobic feel of their halls.  I hate the sorrow and anger rushing in waves along the corridors, the grief.

I hate the powerlessness.

The body is fragile, our flesh weak and paper thin.  Most people don’t stop to think of how easy it is to rend it asunder.  I know precisely what it takes to bruise, to bleed, to destroy these vessels.  I’ve studied it.  But to destroy a spirit takes so much more force than the flimsy body can withstand.  We are more than skin and bone.

We’re not only human.

Day 160:  Not Only Human – Heather Nova