A Blank Sheet of Paper

   It was strange… and difficult. We had never had an open conflict but there was something that people perhaps call misunderstanding or something like that. I always believed that a good decision in any kind of situation is communication. But it was problematic enough to talk to a person who didn’t want to communicate. I preferred to find a solution but I felt that it was one-sided and even clumsy. As a result, I was tired of those conversations didn’t work. After some time everything went back to the beginning. The cyclical nature of these situations burdened me and not only me. I felt that somewhere there was a circle. I got there easily and then got stuck. I couldn’t escape and couldn’t stay. I realized that some of my decisions also depended on other people. Eventually I took a blank sheet of paper. I was sure that I knew what I had to do.

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