Starting Again...

I finally decided to enter… Starvation made me sit on the same wooden chairs covered with dark green leather… Same old leather chairs… Different faces, though, accompanied with aggression … colorless and tense air filled the room… Quite nerve-wracking… It just wasn’t the same… Made me breathe in and out stronger to stop the frustration…

I crossed the same street while breathing in and out… While entering, the red lights, the art from an unknown artist, the paper on the table and the dialogue between two friendly faces refreshed my blank mind and made me smile again… Beauty…

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