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Ich saß schon gefühlt eine halbe Ewigkeit in diesem grell weißen Wartezimmer meines Zahnarztes, bis sich die Tür öffnete...
Und du es warst, der Mensch der mir so oft über den Weg läuft, dass es fast schon gruselig wird.
Du saßt mir nun schräg gegenüber, da wir beiden die einzigen im Raum waren, bis auf eine Zeitschriften lesende Oma, herrschte schreiende Stille.
Unsere Blicke trafen sich hin und wieder, als wir beide zeitgleich den Blick hoben.
Doch das wurde schnell mit peinlich bedrücktem wegschauen beantwortet.
Bis ich dann endlich aus diesem erstickendem Raum gerettet wurde war mein Tag mal wieder zur Normalität geworden.
Ich hatte echt Hoffnung das heute mal nicht so ein verwirrender Tag sei...
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