🌟 The man didn't seem to recognize me when he walked by. It was like I was invisible to him. But, in his eyes, I could feel some kind of pain, as if the road he was on held the promise of finding something he desperately sought, maybe happiness. 🛤️
🤔 I kept walking in the opposite direction, my mind buzzing with thoughts. I was thinking about the timetable I made for Mr. Kim and the mysterious stranger I just crossed paths with. The streets were quiet, with only the rustling of leaves and distant sounds filling the air, creating a kind of dreamy feeling. 🍃
🏃 Suddenly, a guy ran past me. He looked like he was searching for someone. He stopped behind me and urgently asked, "Excuse me, miss! Did you see a man wearing casual clothes with a black backpack walking down the lane?" 🎒
👉 I nodded, "Yes, he was going that way," pointing in the direction he went. The guy hurried off to catch up with the mysterious man. 🏃♂️
🏡 After walking around the neighborhood for a bit, I found myself back at my house. Even though I physically returned home, my mind was still caught up in the strange situation I just experienced. Trying to shake off the thoughts, I told myself, "Forget about it! You've got work tomorrow. Just make dinner and go to sleep. I'm sure they'll be okay." 🌙
😴 But despite my attempts to reassure myself, the lingering curiosity and concern stayed with me. As I made dinner and tried to follow my evening routine, sleep felt far away. The events of the night played in my mind like an unsolved puzzle, leaving me restless and intrigued. 🧩
*Next day* ☀️
🌅 As the sun came up, I sat alone in my office, excited for Mr. Kim Won Hee to join me for our first creative session. Today, we're going to talk about our thoughts, then relax with some meditation, and finally, express ourselves through art. 🎨
🚪 The door creaked open, and Mr. Kim entered with a mix of curiosity and anticipation in his eyes. "Good morning, Mr. Kim. I hope you're ready for an engaging and transformative session," I greeted him with a warm smile. 😊
🤝 He nodded, his gaze expressing a blend of hope and a hint of uncertainty. We settled into a comfortable conversation, discussing his thoughts, emotions, and the journey that led him to seek therapy. Unraveling the layers of his experiences, I aimed to create a safe space for self-reflection. 🗣️
🔍 In the midst of our conversation, he began to open up, slowly unraveling the heavy burdens that had settled on his heart. With a somber tone, he shared, "First, I lost my son—the very heartbeat of my existence... 💔
...After a series of thoughtful exchanges during the session, it was time for Mr. Hee to leave as lunch awaited him. Alone in my office, I sat in contemplation, nibbling on my lunch, contemplating the next steps of our therapeutic journey. Suddenly, a distinct knock echoed through the room. 🚪
"Come in," I called out.
🚶 In walked Mr. Lee Su Yu, standing with an air of determination. "I have something important to share with you," he announced. 🗣️✨
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