As I see the geese line up around the river getting ready to fly away, I am filled with envy. Their wings have no limitations. My legs have a sort of ball and chain that was issued to me when I chose this path. Most of the weight is money, responsibility that I took on when I began taking out loans, but there are also expectations. It just kills the wild in me thinking about all the years I will be spending to pay off this debt. I think about how heavy that chain will feel, and though with time it may come off, I wonder if that old bird inside me will be fit enough to really fly. To really feel the wind whip across my face. I would be the grayest goose, zigzagging across the sky, honking up a storm. Free.
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