I hear it calling, whispering, beckoning…

I will do this work for today, okay? I agree for now, but I could never stay here. not for long. Now it is sad-sweet-fragile-beauty-harmonica-spring but soon it will be cockadoodledoo-at-sunrise-spring and I will go running on trails and leave this place with no windows, this place of dead air and drab colors. All of that life … More I hear it calling, whispering, beckoning…