8 RejectionTRINITY
I felt insignificant. That’s what I felt earlier, but who am I to fight? 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 soft green grass as I saunter toward Oli. I always came here when I missed him. Being with him, I find it comforting.
I wrap my arms around myself when the wind blows my hair. I slow my pace when I’m a few steps closer to Oli. The flowers I placed on the granite plate last week are still here, and they start withering.
Placing another
