Drabble #2

I feel like a grain of sand on a great big beach. Just one insignificant grain-- it wouldn't matter if I were drenched in water and turned into part of a sand castle. It wouldn't matter if I got attached to the bottom of someone's foot, or God forbid, to their ass. It wouldn't matter if I ended up on the seat of a car after someone realized that there was sand all over their legs. In the end, it really wouldn't matter where I end up, not one bit. Because I definitely know one thing-- that I'll be fine.