Sensei
剣道家
- Nov 4, 2019
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I brought this fellow out of the closet today. (Yes, I've literally had a skeleton in the closet.) Maybe I should have come up with a better name, but I call him Mr Bones. He needs some repairs, but he's in better shape than I remembered. Now he's standing guard inside the door of my apartment again.
I'm so happy I brought him out again. It's admittedly very odd, but his smile actually helps me relax. He reminds me of my mortality and how transient life is. So, I guess he's my therapist, sort of.
P.S. It's not a real skeleton. When the biology institution in my school bought a new one, I was offered the old one. It's interesting that the biology teacher thought of me.
I'm so happy I brought him out again. It's admittedly very odd, but his smile actually helps me relax. He reminds me of my mortality and how transient life is. So, I guess he's my therapist, sort of.
P.S. It's not a real skeleton. When the biology institution in my school bought a new one, I was offered the old one. It's interesting that the biology teacher thought of me.