Entry 10: 信託 Trust

「With belief comes faith.

Built upwards like vast mountains,

trust is something earned.

And yet it is so fragile,

blown down, like a house of cards.」

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I put my notebook down and yawn.

How long has it been? 5 hours now?

Her high fever is not going away.

I felt something foreign within me.

Concern. But why? I don't know her.

She means nothing to me. Nothing.

Am I becoming more and more human?

I just don't really know anymore.

I went to reheat the towelette.

Coming back, I hear. I hear her.

It was the sound of silent weeping.

She was crying in her sleep.