Broken
Author: Anonymous, Lebanon
I had planned to meet up with a friend in Mar Mikhael around 6pm, however, I got caught up with another friend who I haven’t seen in so long, so I cancelled the plan. I could see the smoke from his apartment window and then the blast happened. Half an hour later my friend who I was supposed to meet calls me telling me that by cancelling the plans I saved both our lives. I drove back home after I grasped what had happened, I didn’t play any music in the car, and I’m known for how much I love playing music in my car. Something had broken in me, it was only me and my thoughts, in the silence in my car.