Dear Readers,

My day has been quite eventful. I went on a picnic in the local park, and my friend and I started to hear tons of sirens. Turns out the center of our town was burning down. It still is as I'm typing this. I don't want to disclose any more information, for internet safety and whatnot, but yeah. I'm pretty heartbroken. I've lived here my entire life. I don't handle change very well, and I feel like this is a sign of something major coming my way.

My art teacher also told us this story about her life, and how it taught her to stop worrying about trying to take care of everyone else before she took care of herself. It really struck me for some reason. I tend to worry a lot about not hurting people instead of doing what I truly want.

Tomorrow when you're at school or work or wherever, just stop what you're doing. Look around. Everyone in the room had a childhood, everyone has a story. We tend to get caught up in what's happening right in that moment, and we forget that people had a life before we stepped into it. Hearing my art teacher's story just really made me remember that.

Yours truly,

Dana

(artpixie)