i took a walk today. normally i walk quickly, partly because i don't want to talk to anyone, partly because my mom always told me that no one bothers a woman who walks briskly, but mostly because it justifies the oreos or cheetos i ate earlier.

i gotta get out of here
because i'm afraid that this complacency is something i can't shake.

but today i walked slowly, felt the sun on my face and took breaths that were just a bit too deep. the fresh air felt good in my lungs.

i still didn't want to be bothered, i just wanted to be alone.

even though there's no way of knowning where to go i promise i'm going

after 8 whole minutes, a cloud came and covered the sun. it was a giant cloud. total mood killer, i turned around and started to walk back. the sun is gone, and i'm over this. back to philosophy.

i had one foot through the front door, and the sun came out from behind the clouds. i turned around and smirked at the irony.
and i heard a little voice in my heart say,

"the sun wasn't gone. it was there the whole time."