"What's good…?" I asked her as I was also curious and also there was also a part of me that wanted to at least know at last something.
At this point, I have too many unsolved mysteries that I need to answer so I had this weird feeling of wanting to at least know this. Weird.
"The first time I saw you," she said, "You had this look… umm… like you were handling all the world's problems but now you have a different look."
"What look…?"
"That… you don't look particularly happy or sad but… that… normal look. I can't say the right word but what matters is that you don't have a worried look anymore," she said.
Now that I think of that, I don't have a headache or those weird images appearing. Was it because I needed a good rest, no I don't think it's just that.
That weird potion inside me that calms me down when I start to fear, tremble, it's definitely that did this to me. Should I be grateful or be concerned about what it does to me?
Adrian Here,
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