I can’t help but crying my eyes out all the way back to the park where I have decided to spend my day. I can’t go out looking for a job looking the way I am. My eyes are all puffy and I guess my hair is all over the place because I have been pushing it out of my eyes for the last hour while I was walking. I just wish I could stop the tears from falling. A few times already strangers has asked me if something is wrong when I walked past them, the tears streaming down my face, but I just kept on walking, ignoring their...