This is the time where I’m suppose to pack my things and run… look back and run faster. And give myself those usual peep talks. And wishing I was someplace else and for the time to pass.
And I’m here… with my luggage, standing still, because I’m wearing my favourite heels… won't ever run in it… LOL! thinking should I run to Houston? Or shouldn’t I run at all, for whatever future will bring.
… because this could be my midnight train. For whatever sake it is!