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Jane: I'm sure you've heard that I'm some kind of freak [...] basket case. she requested.
CHARLES: huh? replied a confused Charles. Almost Baffled by her world. Aah...
Jane: hmm, "she started, interrupting Charles. And am afraid any hope you heard of us having a wild gymnastics exercise is destined to be frustrating. She concluded in all seriousness.
Charles: Gotcha. Just put a sock in it. Charles retorted back, where bring his textbook to get started? So shall we?...
Jane kept silent, where pretending not to have heard him. Charles on the other hand couldn't help but mind his own business.
With that, the two study silently without recognizing each other's presence.
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The next day was a Saturday. Kingston pulled off his bedspread, before getting ready for his appointment with the therapist Mr. Williams recommended for him.
He's decided to consider Mr. Williams's idea of seeing a professional over his health problem.
He went to the kitchen, picked a Pile of bread with his favorite meats and cheeses, and added some vegetables to his breakfast sandwich.
Charles on the other hand woke up buzzing at the aroma that was coming from the kitchen.
After confirming that it was Kingston who was behind his nose grump. He left for the bathroom for his routine morning care.
Kingston set the dining for their breakfast, while Charles served the sandwich.
They eat in harmony, as the two bachelors get a spouse full of their appetites.
After breakfast, Kingston left for the hospital.
He took a cap down to Las Vegas downtown, It took the cap man twenty minutes to get to Summerlin Hospital Clinics Las Vegas, Nevada.
The cap man came to a halt at a large gateway that had a large signpost, with the hospital name boldly written "Summerlin Hospital Medical Clinics.
Driver: Here we are sir. the cab driver said warmly to Kingston who was still focused on his phone.
Kingston: ohh. right, here we go. Kingston replies warmly gathering his papers to exit the cab.
"You have this. he said again, where handling him some dollar bill.
Drive: thanks, man. The cab driver replied Kingston before turning his wheels.
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Kingston took the entrance gate, allowing his eyes to go clockwise. As he explores the beauty of the environment. Inside the hospital was a five-story building, with three different color designs. Flowers of different sizes and colors beautified the environment.
The roads were neatly tied with monuments that explain the beauty of Neuroscience and its applications.
Kingston gets to meet Dema the senior doctor he has an appointment with. "Dema" took him inside for some necessary check-ups.
Dema: how long was it between her diagnosis and death? Dema requested in a hushed tone, in in-between the conversation.
Kingston: sixty-one days. Kingston answered.
Dema: am sorry. Dema replied before continuing. So Kings, neurons... he pauses to address his assistant.
"Okay. Neurons are wired together. In the sense that when we are happy, the neurons align in a way that tends to sustain that feeling of well-being. The same idea applies to depression, like in a period of grief.