I sit alone, and think of the sky waiting for me. Birds moving from north pole to south and Santa tells about crossing boundaries to reach new heights. The dog running in park, children running after each other. Mother's smiling at their grown up wombs, daydreaming about their past, how they never thought they will get tired and slow down. Somewhere, people arranging for a hare and tortoise marathon. There comes a girl on her window, feeling hopelessly left out from her family, thinking, I will be a better mother. I will run and revolve around my kids. Aren't we all forgetful of the sky we own? that it makes us miss presence, sometimes in our thoughts and other times we cage it for ourselves. It can be something or nothing. Idk. #snippetsfromsaturn
