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The fortune teller was right. The address she gave me was exactly as she described it. Now what do I do? I can use the rusty old key and open this door. Or I can walk away.
“If you enter this room, a new life awaits you. There is no turning back, once you open the door the new life takes over. A new identity, a new personality, you will never remember any part of your old life.“
I’ve been complaining to all who want to listen how I can’t take this one anymore. But am I ready to take the leap to something else? What will be the new life? What will be the new me? Will it be any better? Just different? Is this like life after death? My hands are shaking, I can barely see in front of me. Yet, I so want to open that door. I crave change like I crave new skin.
What the heck. A new life, we all wish it one time or another, now I can simply just insert the key in that innocent key hole and walk across to the unknown. One tiny step, I’ll just see if the key fits…