When water rushes down a stream, it carries with it my favourite sound. One that is tied to a memory. The memory of a girl by a fountain, who wished for a dream. This was when I had first fallen in love with psychology - enchanted by the promise of an embracing calm that would come if I listened closely to the way...

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The day I broke down from the pressure of the semester, I bought my first bouquet of fresh flowers. I carried them in one hand - a vibrant array of pinks and yellows and whites - holding them close to my chest. My mind was abuzz; cheeks, flushed; my heart playing a racket of incessant deafening thuds, as I raced my way through...

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The clock has struck. Multi coloured embers emerged from the ground and danced against the veil of black sky. Beneath the display stood a crowd of people with confetti's strewn across the ground by their feet. Their faces lit up with joy as they welcomed the coming dawn of a new year. Some looked to the fireworks against the sky and smiled at...

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