The music played low in the background while Jay wiped down the last table, moving slow but steady. Each swipe felt like more than just cleaning—it felt like letting go. Old thoughts, heavy feelings, yesterday’s worries, all of it faded with the dust. When the room finally shined, Jay stepped back and laughed softly. The space felt lighter, open, free. Sitting down with a deep breath, Jay realized something simple but powerful: sometimes freedom starts with a clean slate and the choice to keep going.
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