The celebration is over. The muted sound of distant fireworks fades into the cold wind, leaving behind a quiet reality. We look down at confetti scattered across the floor, resembling dirty, colorful snow. We chased a faster life, hoping to feel a brighter glow, but now, the glasses are empty, every last drop drained. You scroll through your phone, looking back at last January. Back then, it wa...
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