Original memory
The air hung thick with unspoken resentments. Each tick of the clock felt like a hammer blow. It was time to break free.

i left that seat and i quit my job

~ bittersweet ~
🎵 Low, echoing drones with occasional melancholic piano notes.
Goal: Finding peace and acceptance after a difficult decision.
🎯 A hazy portal to a future unknown. An escape from the weight of the past.

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