Walking, getting closer and closer to the door. A weight leaves like taking off pieces of armor. Walking in, feeling the mass of energy from the collection of life forms in the room. Hundreds of thoughts form in my head. Hundreds of scenarios running through my vision as if my eyes were seeing it. Hundreds of guesses of who will be there, what will they say, what will they do, how would they react. Grab the handle and open the door. A brief silence falls over the room, light shining brighter than the sun. Turn to look at the others in the room and receive what sounds like applause, almost like praise. Happy to see me.

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