"Parking the bike along the aisle, I checked my pockets", "only cash no online payments we prefer, therapy can't go digital", I remembered.
I stepped and touched the jingles hanging infront of the door, "what's this I just want to calm myself, not to transform into something else", the ambience gave me a shiver on my spine.
I touched the door knob and it was too cold as if it was freezed...
"It's better to have a break up rather than spending my time here", I thought and planned to escape.
"You can't run from yourself", voice echoed
To be continued...