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 My heels sound muffled when I walk slowly through the lane which seems vaguely familiar. Tenth Street from this crossroad will lead me to the best bakery in this town. And a right turn from the straight line will face me to the boutique I'd sell my kidney to try all their dresses. Why is it so familiar?

"Are you lost lady?" Someone asks from my behind and I look back to see a woman who's too old to be even walking with a stick trembling and back hunched to maybe nearly 120 degrees down to earth.

"Kady? My name is Kady indeed ma'am. Do you need help with something?" The woman jerks back a little and eyes me before smiling and leaving. Did I say something wrong? How did she know my name?

Anyways the sun is about to set and people might be returning to their houses in this cold fall weather. Autumn is going to end soon and the snow flakes to shower soon, maybe in 2 weeks? I cozy my hands in my long coat and proceed to my business. Reach the Carl Lake to watch the sunset. My last resort before I leave this place. Gonna miss it like the back of my hand I know I look at a lot.

There's a weird silence in the autumn air today. Not too warm, not too cold, nothing out of place. But why is this small feeling like something is lost or walking aimless inside my system my amygdala can't quite describe. I sigh as I sit at the bench near and lean on a tree beside.

Soon a guy comes and asks with a gesture if he could sit beside and I just smile. It's a small bench so indeed permission is needed else feels like an invasion or something fishy under the cover.

"I didn't want to be alone right now. Can we talk?" He asks after a few moments and as I see his blue-green eyes, it again reminds me of something, or someone. I nod with affirmation.

"My daughter has been feeling really low lately because she can't decide which path to choose for a career. It's college time soon and she still can't figure out what to do. So many options are boggling her mind and I...well I did my best to provide her with every solution but she is just getting more and more irritated by the time. Do you have any suggestions?" He asks, his brows raised.

I pout my lips in thought for a moment before answering. "Don't do anything for a while. Just leave her alone."

"What? Colleges will soon be opening counseling, what do you want me to do then?"

"She'll be able to decide before that. Many times when we are faced with tension, those times bring out magically the best in us. I never prepared much before any exam I gave. Once I had a drawing one for architecture and while I was sketching I really thought I wouldn't be able to do this. Every second I looked back at my sketch and wondered if I could do this but I only got a second. And I kept going regardless. I just had to do it. She'll know that too soon enough if she's even considering a future. Let her breathe a little. It will be fine."

The man smiled and nodded. We watched the sun set together and when it was time, he left beaming a thanks and wave.

As I walked back home, I realized this subtle interaction healed something in me. Maybe the feeling my amygdala couldn't recognize and already healed. Haha.