in tiny fast food restaurant, just to blocks from home. Just turn 26 , he just finishes his meal, and scroll news feed on Facebook. Funny, photos are already in the local community group. Taking decisions is newer been so easy before. Leave the city where you grow up, and spend up most of your life, and move 300 hundred miles to the east to settle down on the new place, with no friends or memories, both lovely and harmful. Salary? bigger, but not really. Career opportunities? as unclear as here. And only one month to decide. He always try to avoid such pressure of decisions, of wrong decisions, cause no meter what you choose, you will always have to give up something. But today was really a god day, the easy one.
He smells smoke when leaves the subway station. Then roaring of fire engines. All the apartment was on fire. Probably there is nothing left there. Just get lucky to have his ID in the pocket. Now it became pretty clear that he moving east. Anyway, now have lot of stuff to do, buy new clothes, and start looking for new apartment, somewhere near the park or, in the city center. Probably he wouldn’t afford to have both near by. He thinks that the place of living reflect human in a very strange way, that we became connected with places where we live. Also is a great moment to start a hobby, learning to play cello or something he love classic music in some way, as well as modern, but start play the guitar would be such a cliché, and he don’t like the sound , and again it such a cliché.
Now, with no material baggage behind, only his skills, personality, few thousands on the bank account, enough for the first time. This is not really new life, or something, just new episode in his story.
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