These have been an awkward few months for me. Knowing that I'm being called (lured) to another place and yet, unable to make the trek just yet. I'm not one of those spontaneous, fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants types. I plan. I think. I budget. I try to save.

Though I know it's months away... I find my heart making its peace with this place. This city. This home that has begun to suffocate.

Slowly, I take in the surroundings.

Breathe in the air.

Breathe out the anxiety

whether it's the right thing to do.

In the quiet of sunset,

with the gentle breeze blowing,

the trees wave their farewells.

And I prepare.

My mind

My heart

My hopes

My nerves

For what lies ahead