julespoor

[julespoor]

HOPE

I waited at the bus stop, a bus that never came.

Every day time passed, and I stood there, in silence.

Today, however, something has changed, that long-awaited bus has arrived.

It had not disappeared, nor was it far away, I was just waiting for the wrong one.

Now that I have found the right number, the road ahead is clear, and I can finally leave, no longer afraid of making mistakes.