I guess it’s time to move. Time to think of other things, get out of the rut I’ve been in for a while, she thought.
You have places to go, it answered. You have dreams, why not fulfill them? It’s not impossible, you know.
I can’t. I am the horse who refuses to move even if you kick those spurs into my side. I feel the pain, the urgency with which you want me to react, but I don’t. Maybe I’m just stubborn and you can yank on the reins, kick me again, and I won’t react.
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