Not Today… but Maybe Soon
The guard up in the tower is watching closely today. Even though the chain snapped earlier, there’s no chance of running off, not with this many eyes on me, not with the crowd gathered this thick around the pens.
I know it looks like freedom could be just one brave step away. And honestly… I’ve dreamed of that moment, of standing unbound, nothing clasped to my ankles or waist, just the open road and my own breath in the cold air. But not today.
Today I stay. I wait. I keep my head high and my tail still. Because sometimes the moment to run… isn’t the same as the moment to be chosen.
And I think - just maybe - my moment is coming.
