The laptop closes after I finish doing some more online shopping. My basket was filled with herbal medicine, hair dye, grey led pencils, and tarot cards. It seems to be everything I had on my list of things I wanted to buy for today. The pencils I already have sit in my cupholder, blunt and tiny. These new ones should help me with my drawings once they arrive.
I walk around the streets close to my house. I walk mindlessly unaware of my surroundings, as I fiddle with the silver locket around my neck. This locket is all I have left of my brother since he passed. I don’t want to reread the words he had engraved for me as they make my heart ache. I would pass out, almost, if I read his message, so I focus on my upcoming online deliveries instead.
I’ve been getting into astrology more and more since he died, hence why I’m after healing medicine. I’m learning how to read the cards and I’m getting so close to being able to do it alone. The hair dye is because people I know say I look like him, and I don’t need another reminder he isn’t around anymore.
As I’m reading the cards, I’ve been caught off guard by the words they are telling me to follow; brave hearts sing truths. That’s what my brother had engraved into my locket so I would never shy away from being myself.
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