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Wounds become nourishment. Everything becomes nourishment.

In front of my room is a lush green park.
As I catch the night breeze on the balcony,
sipping on some herbal tea,
I can hear the laughter of lovers flirting on a park bench.

I don't know if it's the same couple every day,
but they are snuggled up, whispering like little birds.

I decided to play some moody jazz.
Since I'm on the second floor,
it should reach the bench right nearby.

Then I open the blackout curtains
to let the room's light spill outside.
The soft light hits the bench just right,
creating a romantic atmosphere.

Rather than pitch black,
it's better to be able to see faces a little, right?
Thinking things like that,

what am I doing? Huh?

Without even being asked,
I'm setting the mood for strangers in love.
Working in the service industry,
I tend to anticipate others' needs to make them happy.

No,
it's not because I work in the service industry.

I've been like this since I was a child.
Ever since my younger brother was born.

I was given the role of the responsible big sister,
a role I didn't particularly want.
I would read my parents' expressions,

and do things to please them before they even asked.
I knew that if I did that,

my parents' eyes would turn toward me.
I suddenly felt like my parents had been taken by my brother,

so I felt I had to try harder.
Because of that history,

anticipating needs to please others
became as natural as breathing.
Since I'm even creating romantic situations for strangers

without being asked,
it's quite a severe case.
However, this habit I unintentionally acquired

has become very useful in my adult work life.
What do people want?

What would make them happy?
Thinking about that had become second nature.
The girl who thought her parents were taken by her brother

found herself using that ability for her job.
It was born from loneliness,
but now it has become a great weapon that supports my life.
Life is interesting.

I think that all experiences
become nourishment.

I'll probably play
romantic jazz on the balcony again tonight.

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