Here I am..Spilling coffee on my prada dress..

So here I am..my last few days of work and checking out the emails that inspired me, frustrated me, made me laugh, sometimes brought a tear to my eyes..

here i am wishing, and thinking "I dont want this feeling to go away.."

Here I am..an old women who lost her walking crane, making my way through the darkness. Did I just step into a dump..did i just avoid the running train. And as I cross the dark bridge and face the light...I hear the faint sound of thunder, see the clouds covering the sun..and RAIN!!

Here I am standing..in the rain, cold, confused and waiting for one of them to cover me, and take me home! Wondering..should I stand here and get all soaked or jump off the 10,000 feet cliff to see if I survive.

Lifes an irony ..all these days I played safe, avoiding the monsters and just when I get out of the dark room and face the light or whatever it is that hides behind the walls..I see darkness and feel the walls covering me up like a mother putting her child to bed.

Here I am still ..standing in the rain.. all I hear is a cricket singing its lullaby, feel the angry wind brushing through my skin..& here I am waiting for my train to take me home. Take me home...