Stolen Joy

My joy was temporarily stolen today. Nothing huge. Just silly stuff. Sometimes I hear something, or read something… and it just sucks the life out of me.

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Sometimes I wonder if people realize how piercing words are, and how deeply they penetrate. No matter how simple they are. They can make or break a person.

And steal their joy.

That’s all. Things will be brighter tomorrow, and my JOY will be returned.