I walk under the moonlight through the winding city streets, the crisp wind promises adventure as I am engulfed in its icy embrace. Flashing lights tower above, people push past in a constant rush, the energy of the city vibrates through me.
At times, everything is so over-powering, I feel strangled.
This week has seen change, the packing of boxes (a job I have become a seasoned professional in), with it I shove unsolved emotions and hopes. Yet change welcomes new beginnings, new hopes and new fears.. The feeling of loss cuts through my heart, yet my mind sighs with hope.
I walk through the streets some days, detached. Life passes me by in a blur of useless words and silent screams.
Some nights my mind is so loud, yet others it leaves me alone.