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Today, I did nothing that special.

I just followed my routine, a cycle as some might call it, a little something that I have to do every Sunday.

I go to mass.

I eat outside.

I go and buy some necessities and some wants.

I eat again.

I walk.

I laugh.

I frown.

Then, I go home.

This continuous journey of mine never ceases to end.

This journey never stops. The cycle never ends.

This journey is just ordinary.

Too boring to be broken into detail.

Everyone experiences this journey called LIFE, so why bother anyway?