Miserably happy
It was a Saturday evening. I had finally gotten used to travelling from the airport to the western districts on a daily basis. I cannot say that I particularly enjoyed wasting my time this way, but it was a sacrifice I had to make in order to maintain my job.
That day had a different vibe. My feelings were a mixture of nostalgia,misery and hope, which made the best combination in my opinion. After deciding to spoil myself with a little treat, I headed to the small pizza shop around the corner. Entering it always felt like going back to the '90s, as it hadn't changed one bit since back then and that's exactly what I liked about it.
I always used to go there on those kind of days, so I distract myself from the constant battle with my very own self.
-Anne Boleyn uwu
That day had a different vibe. My feelings were a mixture of nostalgia,misery and hope, which made the best combination in my opinion. After deciding to spoil myself with a little treat, I headed to the small pizza shop around the corner. Entering it always felt like going back to the '90s, as it hadn't changed one bit since back then and that's exactly what I liked about it.
I always used to go there on those kind of days, so I distract myself from the constant battle with my very own self.
-Anne Boleyn uwu
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