I stare out the window at the cars passing by,
Wondering where their going and the people inside.
How do they do it? Day in and day out?
The same day, every day, the same life’s route.

Sometimes I dream of a different life, traveling and living free.
There are so many things out there, so much to see.
But, I just got my career started, how can I leave now?
I can make my future work and be happy…...