She hid in her cocoon so that no one could see, only she watched every passerby.
Some stayed longer than most, while some left without a goodbye.
It hurt somewhat, but she knew there was nothing that she couldn’t survive.
She always took small steps, because she knew there was a long way to go and couldn’t afford to be tired.
She trusted her instincts, they never let her down.
They reminded her that there was nothing that she couldn’t survive.