Lost and Found

She had lost her baggage. A couple of cases containing her whole life, her memories, her dreams, her frustrations. It was all she had and she wasn't even sure if those belonged to her. She knew where to go, but didn't know the way to reach her destination. She had spent most of her life wandering around, following the winds. But the clock was now ticking and she had to make the next move. Even without her luggage, from whose cracks she had been losing her time, her hope, her spirit.

She is ready for things to happen, but the closer she gets to her dreams, the more difficult seems to attain them. She will find her way, that's for sure, no matter when, no matter how, as long as her baggage gets found.