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When I left home this morning, all I wanted to do was to have my cup of coffee at the usual bar like I always do. I mean, why would I want to change something that works perfectly well? But something felt different this morning. I tried to ignore it, but it didn't feel good at all. Something was wrong, but I didn't know what it was. When I got to the bar, my heart skipped a beat. It was closed. I was so shocked that I couldn't react. I was just there, standing if front of the door just staring at it. When I recovered, I went to the shop next door and asked if they knew anything about it. They looked at me as if I was asking something insane. They told me the bar had been closed for 7 years now. I started laughing cause I was sure they were all playing a joke on me, like those on TV. The look in their eyes got weirder. That's when I started to think that maybe it wasn't a joke. But, how could it be? I've been there every single day for the last 7 years. They couldn't be right, but they couldn't be wrong. I started screaming. I couldn't understand a thing. It didn't make sense, nothing of it made sense. I knew screaming wouldn't help, but it was the only thing I could do. My mind was so confused. A man in a blue suit appeared out of nowhere and told me to calm down. I didn't want to calm down; my whole world was tearing apart. Who was him to tell me what to do anyways? He had no idea of what keeping a routine means. Cause by then I was sure that that people were lying to me. I've been there yesterday; I've been there every single day. They were all liars. And they would all pay for it.