113: Reunion

When I opened my eyes, what first entered my sight was a white ceiling.

I wonder how many times it has already been.

That white ceiling and this white room - it was as if there was a connection between us.

No, I am not talking about my connection with the hospital. I will get to it later.

What I am referring to now is the color white.

Opposites attract - maybe that is the reason why I always find myself surrounded by white. Because I represent the polar opposite of white - black.

My whole existence can be summed up and represented by a patch of one color - that is black. Since I am black, maybe that is why I always found myself in places with white color as if attracted by some invisible force. Every time I see white around me, it emboldens the feeling in me that I don't belong to this space and that I am a blotch to the world. It doesn't make me sad. Actually, it makes me feel happy that I had been right from the beginning.

Coming to the topic of hospitals - it seems my relationship
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