100 Words: February 10, 2010

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I stand here, ready, patiently resolute, with my satchel packed, just waiting to be picked up and carried away from here to…where? Why is it that I want so badly to be away from here? What do I think is so much better somewhere else? I have no idea but I‘m sure it must be better than here.

Perhaps it is the fact that I am standing still while the whole of the world moves not just around me, but away from me…leaving me…behind. Perhaps it is the fact that I am unable to move no matter what I do.