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I sit here on the edge of the brown warn down office chair, my fingertips resting gently on the dark charcoal keys, I apply ever so little pressure on every designated key like a drop of rain falling on a small sea foam green leaf on a rainy day. My eyes squint ever so slightly as I stare at the glowing screen ahead of me. I feel the muscles in my jaw tighten a tad as a warm smile begins to form on my face. Who would ever understand how one very plain comment could make an ordinary day, extraordinary?