Story IIThe boy sits in his office, listening to the music of Dr. Dog. Shame shame, he sings. Shame. He should be ashamed of what he has done, everything that he did and all the sins that he has committed.But somehow this boy knows no shame. He built up a wall around his heart previously, and it was broken down, and it is time he started to build it back up again. Nothing good can come from opening your heart too often and too easily, he thought to himself. What you will get is only pain and more pain. Suffering too. Yes, maybe there is a day or so of happiness, but it is fleeting compared to the torture that you go through. So at the end of the day, is it all worth it? That is the question, he thought, is it all worth it? Somehow his gut tells him the thing that he doesnt want to hear. So he shrugs, switches off his music as it reaches its climax and packs to go back home. Shame, shame, he thought. Shame, shame. Justin ranted at 6:23:00 pm on the |