As you walk through your familiar rooms, each shadow seems to whisper secrets of abandonment. The books that once comforted you seem colder now, pages unturned and words forgotten. You find yourself craving the arms of someone who will never hold you tightly enough to keep out the dark.
At your desk, an unopened letter from a former employer reveals that they still remember your name, and perhaps more than you'd like to confront about your current lack of value in this world.