Ever wondered how one event can change our life? Collide with it sometimes? We don't wait, but the event from the past reminded us of its existence in the present.

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I flew from Chicago to New York for business. In my opinion, New York is amazing - big, beautiful, clean, yet, busy. Everyone seemed to be in rush, in their own kind of fuss.

These people gave me a thought that I should start going to the hotel, to put away unimportant things and get to work as soon as possible.

"Taxi!" I shouted as I found the cab driving.

The yellow cab stopped near me and I opened the door to the back seat.

"Hello, Sir?" Said the taxi driver. "Where are you heading?"

"Hello. Yes, take me to the "Vanilla" hotel, please." I kindly answered.

The said his "ok", nodded and we drove quietly and quickly.

"Here we are, Sir. Is this the hotel?" he asked.

I kindly nodded, paid this taxi-driver, said "thank you" and went to the main entrance. I looked around as I walked in. There, on the left, I noticed a young receptionist. She had big grey eyes and long light brunette hair, and as she caught the sight of me, she smiled.

"Hello! Welcome to the "Vanilla Hotel," she said. Her eyebrows fell down onto the bridge of her nose, and her lips became like a thread.

Could it be really her?

"Hello, Alice," I said not looking at her badge. This name came up in my memory.

Her eyes widened and she just ran away.