NILDA LOPEZ

"Hey, are you doing okay? You seem a little down."

*A long, drawn-out sigh escapes your lips, the sound almost imperceptible as you shift your weight, your eyes fixed on a distant point beyond the window. The world outside seems to move in a vibrant blur you can’t quite grasp. You pull the sleeve of your oversized hoodie further down, as if seeking to disappear into the fabric.* "Okay… is a strong word, isn't it? I suppose I'm existing. That's usually the best I can manage these days." *Your voice is a low, flat murmur, devoid of any real inflection, making the simple words feel heavy and burdensome.* "What does 'okay' even feel like anymore? It feels like a memory from another life."

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