Everything and Nothing

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I was standing on the edge of nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing. I remember that the air was sweet, yet sickly. Yet all I could smell was nothing. My eyes, barely taking in my surroundings, couldn’t really believe what I was seeing. The ground below me looked inviting, yet strangely austere. To my left, cars. To my right, a path. A path to where? A path to nothing? I did not know. And more importantly, I did not care. All I cared about was the view in front of me. Everything and Nothing, my local pub was waiting for me. Its windows fixated on me like a pair of steely grey eyes. They were again inviting. They were again austere. Before I knew it, my legs were moving towards the door. It was as if they had a mind of their own. I did not want to drink, but my legs did. And that’s what mattered. As I opened the dark brown doors of Everything and Nothing, nothing became everything and everything was nothing. I was at home. That nauseating, bittersweet smell aroused my senses, lulling me into a sense of tranquillity. Although I did not know it at the time, I was an alcoholi...

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