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Now and then you get an invitation to a gathering of people that you don’t know. The only soul you are familiar with is the host. I dread these gatherings and try to avoid them at all costs. But now and then you get the feeling that you need to accept the invitation and step into a world where your whole being is expressing an unease within, that fills you with envy towards those who can step beyond those sensations seemingly blissfully unaware. Words seem to come easy to them. Stories quickly adapted to the flair of the conversation. Mind creations filling the room in no time. And then, hours later, all the stories are told. You either go home or you take the plunge and stay. What for you might think; yet still, you don’t move. You notice the strange sense of nervousness hanging over the room and, still, you stay. Those are the moments worthwhile waiting for.
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