She sits there, with a steaming mug of coffee on the corner of the table. She looks upfront, all she can see is a picturesque, breath-taking scenery out of the window.
Plain white papers are on the table, with a few pens just in case the ink runs dry. Photos of her family and friends, are framed nicely and is put next to the table-lamp she uses to study at night. They are the ones who boost her enthusiasm. Who encourage her to perform more. Who tell her that she is worth more than she thinks.
She puts on her earphones, right hand searching for the music player. Minus ones are being played. Then a sip of coffee is taken. Ahh, soothing. She takes a pen, and begins writing.
Everything seems perfect. She is in her own world now. She is, happy.
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