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 This track shows you how the world has sabotaged your versatility. Allowing you to explore all of your unique personalities without conventional baseless judgments or self-doubt. https://youtu.be/KgwpNlp4j_Q?si=l57UEf-Gs-Z09SE-

 Hull0, Lucy! Yes? The blur in her vision slowly cleared up as she started to recognize a familiar figure towering over her from the side of her bed. It was her mother. She couldn't make sense of the situation until she realized she was still in bed. It was 6 a.m. Finally, it was really just another bad dream. She sighed in relief and cleared her eyes. 'Get up. You're going to be late for your interview. One of the companies you applied to just called your phone. I picked up the call. You have to be there by 9 a.m.,' said her mother as she left the room. Lucy finally jumped out of her cozy bed, took a quick shower, and sat in front of her mirror to rehearse the answers to the list of questions she expected most from the interview, She then did her lucky makeup and put one of her white long-sleeved shirts she that hang in the first section of her closet specially prepared for the interview. She then slid into her sky-blue pants and shiny black heels. This always gave off...

                    As she approached the open front door of her apartment she wondered whether they hadn't hurt her mother. Once she got in, she noticed that everything was in place except for the broken vessel in the center of the living room which indicated that there might have been a struggle as Frank's boys made the move. Yet they were so clean. Nothing else was broken or damaged. They likely captured the old woman swiftly without a single soul noticing them. She turned around to examine the door closely. It hadn't a single scratch. Whoever made it in either had a copy of the key  or found it open. But it could never have been open as far as Lucy knows her mother's cautiousness. By now, she would probably be yelling at her for returning late like she had always done since Lucy's late teens. She ran out to examine the courtyard. Whichever vehicle had done this was definitely big as its tyre tracks indicated, And it was most lik...

                 Tokum Mall at the end of her sight, she'd make it there but it meant missing her train. Tokum Mall was the only place that listened to her weeps without judgment. It had always been her cave. She needed it like a Martian did. She had never really gone through the array of dealing with disappointment like the way most women handle it. She had always achieved the best in whatever she pursued in her earlier years. Talk about how she consecutively won the national spelling B 3 years straight during high school. Why not? She was a vigorous reader too. She had flipped the Merriam-Webster dictionary  pages back to back 5 times. Or how she almost made it to the Olympics if not for her preference to stay dedicated to her academics to pursue a real career. This is the real Lucy, she'd taken every opportunity to excel professionally but now for the first time in her life, she felt lost in her pursuit. It was a chaotic Friday evenin...

           Lucy does not fancy flirting because she also never catches herself when she actually does. Imelda watched as her friend got drained in the intense dialogue with a guy who had once crushed on her. You could tell that he enjoyed every bit of it. Her voice, blended with how she spoke with her body, told you how much she was into the conversation. She maintained fine eye contact and occasionally lost her breath between words. When she burst into laughter, she didn't even notice that the whole room had eyes on her. The guy couldn't help but stare at her ex-crush's excitement.   Perhaps she's come to her senses...that I am the one for her, He hoped. The same minute he imagined them going on a long honeymoon. How perfect would that be? Fate must be playing her cards in his favor. He was no longer listening. He could only hear her beautiful voice in the background on her fine portrait giggling and smiling the whole time.  'Oh Brandon.' ex...

                             She climbs the stairs to her mother's room where the home printer is. Even though her mother wouldn't mind her much, she decides to tip-toe across the floor to turn the machine on. It's 2 AM in the night. Lucy is nervous and equally excited about the job she is applying for. She presses the printer's power button and witnesses it as it starts to kill her silent entrance. 'I am sorry Mom,' she says as she exhales heavily. 'It's okay sweetie. I was awake anyway. Looks like the printer betrayed you,' said her mother, humorously. 'You know this is the home printer, Lucy. You have full right to it just as I do. Even though it resides in my room' 'But I didn't want to dist -" 'Shhhh, me and your dad know how much this job means to you and we will always have your back sweetie. Now go get some sleep. You have a job to chase tomorrow. These copies will be ready by the hour you get up. Lucy wa...