The other day when I walked into McDonalds, it was more crowded than usual. I placed my order and then with my coupon and locator I was searching hard for a place to sit. Finally, a lady with a toddler called me and offered me their seat. They were done and leaving. I was happy. Finally, I have a place to sit - relax - and destress myself. Well, over the past couple of days, I had had enough of the cold shoulder of people. And if they somehow happen to live with you - under the same roof, in the same room, it suffocates you. I wanted an escape and my time with myself in some fast food corners was one of them, where I would be away from all routine tasks; anything that would remind me of them. As I was about to sit, an old man about the age of my grandpa came over and asked me if he could take the seat across my table. Well, in a new city when strangers approach you and unfortunately your own life in your country hadn't been quite a safe haven, you feel awkward. But th