I wanted a space.
A quiet space.
With the blue sky as backdrop.
Only for myself.
It is quiet.
Safe and sound.
The floor is wooden flooring.
But smooth.
I will wear my thick black working socks.
That I brought from Daiso.
I will play whatever songs I feel like at that moment.
And record the dancing silhouette.
It is alright even if the dancing is not nice.
It is alright even if the movement is a bit stiff.
I am who I am.
I am the one and original me.
Listen, laugh when you wanna cry.
You know clearly that a worry will solve another one.
You will forget the old worried when a new one came by.
Maybe that is the way you want to live.
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