"I walked down the corridor, shielding myself with the confident walk, the neutral-expressive face as if I didn’t have anything in my mind but to start the day; inside me I was shattered." Beautifully written.
This reminds me so clearly of when I used to live in the city. Everywhere, people walked this way, with a shield up. Out of politeness, even! I love how personal you make this post and how relatable. I'll now pay special attention to how I feel during my day.
RE: Do you run your life or does your life run you?