She walks in pretending to be full of confidence while there is trepidation inside. And sees a sea of people milling around her. They have all come for the same thing. She comes out clutching a bag in her hands, clutching her dreams in her hands.
As she decides to go back home, by habit, she switches on the radio and hears
I don’t want to ever feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way
It is a sign. After all, she remembers how she felt a few moons ago. She doesn’t want to feel like that ever. She knows where she wants to go. She silently prays that she gets there. That the dream becomes a reality.
In other news, this was my WTF moment of the day
Update: Wise Donkee has an interesting point about it here
Uropinion has an interesting poem here