A Little Something Before Bed

One obstacle after another.

She knows she can’t rest until she gets on that plane home.

The things that need to be taken care of before she heads home are more pressuring than she thought. Final exams are around the corner, but she can barely squeeze time for the preparation. Meanwhile she has to pack up all her stuff and finds a place to store her luggage.

And for the first time since she set foot on this strange land, she envies those whose parents and relatives are nearby, ready to drive them and their bulky suitcases home at anytime they want. She envies those whose dads are there to help them carry things down eight stories. And she can only drag her things one by one out of her dorm room, running to and forth between two different buildings, all the while the miniature her in her head is wailing at the top of her lungs.

Her head aches from all the reading and calculating. Her hands hurt from carrying overly heavy suitcases and boxes.

But she can’t give up. Not that she doesn’t want to. If she gives up, no one will be there to help her.

Because for the first time in her life, she is all alone in this.

Standing in front of a road full of obstacles, she doesn’t have a choice but to keep going forward. Because her one and only choice was made when she decided to go to a place where she knew nobody. And now she’s supposed to keep going, no matter what.

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