Have you ever imagined that one day the voices inside your head were fighting, your imaginary friend was running with a scissor in its hand, and at one point one of your personalities wandered off for the reason that somehow you had just proposed to...
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"Everybody has a story, and there's something to be learned as you flip through in each one page."
It was a framed startup manifesto that was slung beside an office table that in some such way caught my immediate attention. I was in Dr. Lee Sungkyung's office, as it was my weekly scheduled psychology checkup concerning my still unknown condition. Lisa couldn't fetch me at this time of the day since she had an early important meeting to settle regarding her Photo Studio. Riley—however—decided to use his free play-up day at Jisoo-unnie's house, seeing that Mark wanted my son to spend the day with him according to my beloved best friend. Speaking of Lisa's Photo Studio, I had to make another mental note of asking her if she could take me to her workstation; after all, I was indeed naturally interested in her labor settings. But back to my up-to-date consultation, since I came here by myself—positively, it became another fulfilled piece on the subject of my development. Well, not generally considering I came here in what they call—Uber, and maybe—a little help like how Lisa booked it for me. Regardless, it was still an accomplishing improvement, right?
