Two days before my theory test
I"m sitting in a park at the moment. I"m supposed to revise for my theory test which I am taking on Tuesday, but I somehow find it difficult to concentrate. There are high trees above me, their leaves rustling delicately, moved by the wind. I can hear birds chirping and children playing on the playground below. I can smell wet sand. There is a lake nearby, perhaps two hundred metres away. It"s Sunday, so lots of people are probably sunbathing on the beach, swimming in cool water or sitting in the shade drinking beer. I can hear them here, there are lots of them, but I can"t join them. Not yet. I have my swimming costume on, of course, but my books are open in front of me, on the grass, and I know that in a moment I will have to focus on what"s there. But the moment seems to last forever. I lie down on the grass and close my eyes. I wonder if I could just forget that I have duties and obligations and pretend I am a child again. Forget about my theory test, forget my debts, forget that I have to go back to work in a couple of weeks. Perhaps I should do that. You live only once. One day I will wake up and realise I"m old. But who says I can"t travel or go to parties or do whatever I want then? I finally open my eyes, raise my head and focus on the book.