I need to DO something

I've been standing in a big room

in front of a big window

looking at the big city,

and all of it's big dreams

and contemplating how difficult it would be to jump.

Jump!

Maybe not litterally but figuritavely. how hard is it to take off running to leap into transparent walls and break through to the other side.

how difficult could it be to soar above it all and fly if only for a fleeting moment.





Very difficult when everything you've ever learned tells you that all will end in a big crash, on the big pavement, with little else but stares

from all the little people

who sit in their little rooms

complaining of their little misfortunes

and their little pains

and do nothing.