Muted light filters its way across the empty space in the middle of the room. Steam rolls from the mug of green tea at the edge of the desk, hot and full, perfuming the air with the sweet earthiness of its flavor. The girl at the computer types idly, lost in the rhythm of her fingers striking the keys.
If only it were so easy to forget everything else and for a single moment stretched across the continuum not havet to think about the opposition to her desires. From both sides, she understands the cause, the course, the motivation, but she does not understand so many other things. The one thing so many people forget in life is happiness; however, happiness doesn't always derive from the things you'd expect.
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