Medicine TV

Sometimes, when I’m all wrapped up in bed covers, and all I can hear is the gentle pitter patter of rain against my window, I feel like it might just be this way forever. Being sad is freeing, sometimes, when you can cry and shake and run through all the angry, unfair, stupid things that are going wrong. That’s not this kind of sad, though. This time, it’s just a bit lonely and hopeless, just a bit nothing. But then the TV flickers on, and a dim light illuminates my room. The joyful theme to Parks and Recreation starts, and I smile, and things get just a little brighter.

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