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She was lucky to have gotten away from him. That's how she chose to look at it, rather than thinking about how unlucky she was to ever have met him in the first place.
Paperclips were everywhere, and the thought of cleaning them up, disconnecting them from each other and the short-pile office carpet was enough to make her want to quit her job forever.
The sheets were crisp, and clean, and smelled of the freshest of air. The chances of me leaving that bed anytime soon were as thin as the threads of those sheets.
Stamps of approval should never be actively sought. If sought, and received, it doesn't make you feel any better. Because you sought it, you most likely gave up a part of who you are to receive it.