a small fragment from a small dream

So I went out, frustrated and angered at the same time, with all these thoughts swirling in my head and with an unfamiliar stinging in my heart. For the first time in my life, I preferred going out more than staying in, in my balcony. It’s just that, I could not stay there anymore, and the reason was the thought, the thought that maybe if I go out, I had a chance to see her around the town. So I went to that bench that she sat earlier on, sat there, and waited for an half hour. And surprisingly, today, I didn’t feel like I did on every other day. Today, I didn’t feel like I was different from everyone else on that square. Today, for the first time in my life, I felt like everyone else.

This weakness, this powerlessness, this helplessness… everything, everything that I have ever read in books, everything that I have heard from people, everything, from that day on, became part of me. From that day on, I became human! And trust me, that was the best thing I have ever become.

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