dirac
With an angry hostility, I threw my fists against his chest. It did nothing to change the pain, and it did nothing to cause more. The metaphorical punch that he delivered to me, the goodbye, so long, see you later, was the worst pain he could have caused.
Hats are used to cover your head, but unfortunately, they do not collect your thoughts. While the hover above your mind, they do nothing to cease the turmoil. While they shield you from outer dangers, they cannot help from the dangers within. Hats go on your head, and that is all they do.