February, 6, 2012, Monday
Just our luck, the DHL office where I need to pick up my magical packet is closed and we must wait yet again. What’s one more day when I have waited 23 years? The day is almost surreal to me and I feel like the time doesn’t move forward at all. Part of me wants to pack, another wants to run and leave everything behind but the practical part again wants to wait to see what happens. I am beginning to hate that part of me but it is what has kept me sane all these years. Now I can physically feel and see myself losing my mind. Could the next step of my life really be here? Did life finally have mercy on me? Am I now worthy of a future?
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