Train Ride

I get onto the train, everyone around me looks sad and dull. I wonder just for a secind if this is really the right choice. Then I remember why I left. I couldnt take it any more. The lack of personal space, the rules the always feeling guilty for doing things that I want to do. I remember how I first felt so excited when I desided to get out. A sence of rebelling. Getting on the train made me second guess myself, am I making the right decision. Will this effect my relationship with him? I don't him to be mad, or think im doing this all because of him. I need to do whats good for me, I want to be close still but I need to be happy and on my own. Free to do what I want and make my own decisions. He will understand one day. Every baby bird has to learn how to fly somtime. When I sit down on the train I laugh because he never thought I would be able to do it. "Maybe if you get three more jobs," he would say. But here I am. The train starts to move. Its gonna be hard at first and its dark and gloomy now but I can see the sun breaking through the clouds up ahead. I know this is the right decision.