Goal

As the rays touch my face and the dust rises to greet my nostrils, I stand and wonder if this is it. The comfort of the vast blue skies sends a relief to my hope receptors as I start to fiddle with this intriguing thought. What does tomorrow hold? A concept that riddles and excites my nervous system. I sink to the sound of the goods train passing by, and taking with it a piece of my being. Hoping that one day, this reality too, shall pass by.

#And that is my goal.