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