I am a good runner, I see myself way ahead of everyone else. But that was back then. Nothing could stop me not even the wind. But that was, back then
The faster I ran the pavement could not be felt anymore. But that was back then. It was like running on air.
I ran until my stomach ached, I ran until I could not run no more. But that was back then. Back then I had performance agility and style.
Now I can only dream of running while trying to keep an orderly work space! I never found or took time to organize paper work. not even in school! Once the pencil work is finished I am out of there. Sports cleaning and dishes.
Now everything is up-side-down, paper work drifting all over the place I can’t put anything more down, well I can but look at the piles then! No secretary here boys, ship to shore and get me out of here.
Now the winds blowing papers a flowing flittering and flying about the room.
Then stop and shut the window, she said.