Overcast
She slipped into the back of a cab and muttered the address to the driver, an address that was still a foreign phrase coming past her lips. She didn’t know what to make of this new arrangement, didn’t know how to feel about it. She knew she had no choice, and that was the problem with it. She didn’t like feeling trapped into doing things, she wanted to make her own decisions in her own time, her own rules and her own mistakes. And while this new situation was one both familiar and comfortable, she knew that it was just a means to an end, knew deep down that she was biding her time and saving her dimes until she could get out.
The moment came when I was sitting at a table, drinking coffee and staring out the window. I could call it an epiphany, had I come to any real conclusions. Instead I will call it what it was, a feeling, so simple, just a feeling. But to me, that feeling means more than anyone can possibly imagine. It’s a good feeling and I’m content with it..for now. Yes, for now this feeling is enough.
auf wiedersehen, xx
