Clarity

...rarely comes fast and almost never lasts.

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Cream chiffon dress left untouched on the floor in the middle of the room,whilst the carpet still looked moderately tidy, regardless of the surrounding mess. The heating was set too high and made the air rather dry than warm. She kicked her shoes off as soon as she unlocked the door and entered the room. She got rid of her jacket in the same manner she did with the shoes and forced it to make company to the abandoned dress. She rushed to open the window and only then she allowed herself to breath in and out after realising that she had witholded her breath for far too long. Instantly, this brought her with the unfabricated sense of relief that she so much craved for during this prolonged and dreadful day.
And as she started to remove her earrings, she could not help herself but revisit the same places of her mind that she unsuccessfully tried not to. The rhythm of her thoughts being replayed was barely interrupted by the sounds of the wind welcoming itself through the forgotten window. She closed her eyes and exhaled for a brief second, then she hastily put her shoes back on, gathered her jacket from the floor, and left the room as quickly as she had entered it eight minutes ago. She ran down the stairs, opened the front door and slammed it behind. And then she knew what she had to do.

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