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I want to stop and take pause because everything seems so unsettling and new. I don't know what to do. As I take a seat on the sofa and sit down facing the white wall in my room, the world seems to have slowed down a bit. The next song on my playlist starts playing. I listen but don't pay much heed to it 'cause all I can see is that white wall in front of me. There is nothing on the wall actually if you see, but the white paint which used to shine brightly 5 years ago has faded a lot, just like me you can say. Still strangely, I feel satisfied just glancing at the wall. Then I start to wonder about what all could white walls have been through in these past 5 years. That's when, with pride, the wall starts speaking to me of what It endured. The spots and marks on the edge of the wall usher out the happy and some embarrassing memories while the areas near the drawers speak of the careless moments and point out the growing negligence of the owner.  Suddenly, I break away f

 People - "It's okay, just leave it and Move on; It is all over now, just move On; What happened is now in the past, let it go and MOVE ON!" It is quite easy to say the words Move on to someone, however the process seems rather difficult.  Imagine yourself dancing in your newly brought or favourite set of clothes, you are dancing around with a glass of red wine in your hand. The ambiance is good, the music is just right and you are moving around sipping your wine, each sip brings you closer to being on cloud nine. Suddenly someone pushes you or because of your butterfingers you spill the red wine on your clothes. You are, now in a sudden state of panic even though the ambiance and music are still the same. You don't know what to do if it's your first time experiencing something like this, those who have experience know that your goal is to try and remove the red wine stains and if possible save your clothes.  The most important thing you should know about red wine