it's when you are all alone and your mind is free to wander. you feel vulnerable. sitting, looking. bright lights staring back at you. temporary blindness. as the wind blows across you face, at that moment of darkness, you long for something you know not of.

perhaps you have an idea of wot it is. but unsure. uncertain if that is really wot you want, wot you desire, wot you are looking for. maybe it's just your mind, playing games with you.

just sitting there waiting for the horse drawn carriage that will never come. sad.