A Pause!⏸️



My 8 miles commute to class takes about 30 minutes, 

One way. 

The distance isn’t far but it takes time, 

Like a lot of things. 



I experience little joys on the ride- 

Sweet doses of novelty and solitude- 

But I do find myself 

Looking back at some things that I have passed 

And some things that have passed me in this journey. 

Wondering if I`ll ever go back, 

And will the things that have passed come back to me? 



I know where I want to go. 

I know I`m in motion, but I don’t always know 

If I`m going forward the whole time. 

I do this every day, So I shouldn’t be so confused, 

But sometimes I forget 

And occasionally take some wrong turns, 

Getting stuck behind trash trucks or get caught at a dead end, 

And then hate myself 

For taking the risk in the first place. 



Other times I`ll catch myself 

Embracing the detour, 

Deliberately going out of my way to drive by an avenue, 

Full of cafes, I can retreat to when I have the time. 

This commute is densely filled 

With memories of the last 2 years of my life, 

And it feels strange to just pass by 

Without much of a pause.

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