In a room filled with the same features, I'm drowning in the middle. And I couldn't pick from oxygen and profanity, the air just filled my lungs with great intensity. I must have inhaled too much of the foreign words that left their lips between the facade of their rapport conversations.
The sound of classical music playing has been deafened by the ripples of never-ending gossips.
The bright light of an enormous chandelier towers the head crowns of sophisticated women in their glamorous skins.
The room was spacious, enough to be filled with pocket full of jewelries and coins.
And I almost forgot who I was in the room.
Before I could even feel the warmth to fit in, I lift the tray with empty wine glasses and made my way out.
