"What is the thing that you don't know what to do?" I wondered.
"I don't know what it is! There is something... I don't know..." she's annoyed.
"How can I help if you cannot tell?"
"You are sometimes like this, too." iza looked into my eyes.
She is right. Sometimes, I feel this way too. I want to do something that I don't know what exactly it is, and, don't know how to resolve it or get rid of it. It's funny that when she speaks for herself, she's also speaking for me.
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