solace.

she sat there, staring at the graph. wondering how on earth profit could be maximised when the marginal cost curve cuts the marginal revenue curve...

sometimes you just do the things that piss me off most.

nothing's going in and she knows it.
she just lets the tears flow. her face in her hands, no one knows that she's crying. she's got too much pride to let everyone see, let everyone know.
she cried herself to sleep last night.
but there are still unshed tears that need to be let go.

and they will be. just about now.

and no one will see, no one cares. so just give it up. they'll never come and find you.
i'll find my rest in You.