Rojin
I returned home early and changed clothes. Despite the difficulty of recovering from yesterday's experience, I learned a crucial lesson. We were once again caught up in a significant event. It was never ordinary for us to be embroiled in such events. What I went through was far from normal.
Most people would find happiness and reunite with their loved ones swiftly. In contrast, my dreams always seemed to crumble, leaving my heart shattered. There was a song with a lyric that resonated with me: "While my dreams were sinking to the bottom of hell..."
This line captured my feelings perfectly. My dreams seemed to perpetually descend into the darkest depths of hell, a place from which there was no escape.
Today, I opted for a crop top, high-waisted pants, and sneakers. My spirits were
