I spent my first day of freedom cleaning up my hostel and sorting out rough papers that could be reused and those that need to be recycled.

so i was taking out the staple bullets out of those that were to be recycled and i came across my biology and physics notes. i mean, just a few days back these notes were like, so important and i had to refer to them ever once in a while and suddenly i have to throw them away because they fulfill no want in me.

and i pitied them because they were just going to be flung aside and be, not wanted anymore.

i pitied the rest of the pieces of paper, my running shoes, soap and the whole hostel because i was going to leave them forever.

feeling pity for inanimate objects are pretty normal for people like Hope, who is emo

and me

am i emo?