Cubicle be damned.

I asked some friends to send a random, favorite word. This one was "wanderlust".

In this little room, with its padded walls and carpet floors, I slowly lose my mind.

I take a breath and begin to think. Why is this space so small when "space" implies so big? I don't want to be a slave to this space. I want something bigger. Something new.

I don't need extravagance, nor do I need grandeur; I need only to be free. 

As these walls close in, my mind breaks out. 

I knock down these walls one by one, and stand in revelation among the rubble.

And then it hits me. I'm a wayfaring soul imprisoned in this 9 to 5 body. 

These walls are my own, painstakingly built over the years of my existence. 

A sum of my choices, of the path the world told me to take.

This life, led by the map of many, is not my own and I do not enjoy this trip.

But today marks the end. I shatter these walls and free my soul to take its space. 

And thus I am off. Off to conquer this world and my soul. 

To appease my wanderlust.

Reviews

[Alexa Apothic Red]

Oh, I loved this so much! I have to admit, the title drew me in instantly, screaming, "read me! I will speak to you and humorously!" So much like Office Space but loads more brilliant and poetic. I just love your metaphors of those cubicle walls coming down like the walls of your mind break free.. I too am chained to an office job while my daydreaming and creativity yearn to be free.. This is fantastic writing!

[Nathan Spark]

What a concise, compelling way to share an experience that many feel. Thank you!

[Kenny N]

Thanks Nathan! I appreciate your kind words, and look forward to reading your work as well. Cheers!

[Ace St. Jean]

What a wonderful, and truthful, story!

[Kenny N]

thanks so much Ace!

[MommaGamer10]

I can completely relate to this, except I can not break off to explore until my children are older lol.

[Kenny N]

Indeed kids might make that a little difficult until they're older. But hey it's something to look forward to :)