How do you know when it is time to leave?
When you know how many stairs it takes you to climb to the top of a school building?
When you know every room in the school?
When you feel a sense of deja-vu every day?
Is it time to move on?
How do you know when it is time to leave?
When the boundaries feel smaller?
when you know that a journey on a plane or a train could take you anywhere?
When journeys, are just journeys? No longer adventures?
Is it time to go?














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lovely as always, it makes me smile.
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