My Running Shoes...

There are times when I wanna run. Run and escape. Run and escape to another place, another time, another air.

I tend to get this every now and then. Why? Why? Why? Why? I’ve asked myself plenty of times. Yet, it boils down to 1 answer. A test.

A test of what? A test of strength, I suppose. I dunno. Actually there are a lot of things whereby I do not know of. It could be why am I here/why am I still here/what am I doing here???

I do not think about what goes on tomorrow. How would I feel later. What is it that I need the next second. I just play by the ear, eyes, hands and feet.

Sometimes I wonder when would I, would I be famous?? Hahaa.. Okie, I’m definitely kidding here.. Well, I sometimes wonder when would things be proceeded on a smoother basis. Today? Next week? In 3 years to come? When?? Year after year, day after hour, age after seconds. It’s just a big SIGH..

Could I just head to bed and drift off? Drift off to another place, another time, another air…..