This comes as a two-parter so, part one: the thought.

Part One: According to the Plan
According to the plan…
…I was going on a trip for a while. Where nothing mattered but the new horizons and the rising sun as I went for the next adventure.

…Things where supposed to be slower. But they’re not.

…I was not supposed to love him. But....

Part One: Escapist-Rush

She first opened the drawers, and with no intention of being practical, and actually no intention at all of anything but leaving, she pulled everything from them, and threw all the clothes at a big red suitcase. While emptying these drawers, she found all her secrets, hidden beneath the clothes, and old photograph, an old diary, and some old letters. It was clearly an “old thing” she thought. As she saw the photograph one more time before putting it in the suitcase she remembered the moment. It was such a clear memory, stored in a time capsule. She could even remember the smell from that day.

Not knowing when he would arrive, she tried to be quick. She wouldn’t want to be found while performing her escape… that would be really embarrassing. The only actual thing she had planned was a goodbye note, which she had written two months ago, in her first escapist-rush. And now, it was just time to take it out from the diary, and leave it in a convenient spot. December 13, she opened the diary in that date, where she had saved the envelope. She left it by the pillow, and made her way out the door.


[Mrs. K i t e ]
[ I do remember, I'm not sure if it's finished, but if it isn't we sould continue it ensemble, don't you think?]