sometimes, with the right group of people, sitting down for a cup of coffee is therapeutic. actually letting yourself stop and take a break from the madness of the rat race, from the despondence of life, telling yourself that it's ok if life pulls me down, let me rest for a while and i'll be on my feet again, all that re-energise you. i listened to how a friend nearly suffered a depressive breakdown, how life's tough...but in the end we're all tougher. in the end we don't remember the words spoken, but we feel lighter.
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