I need help.

I am somewhere I shouldn’t be. I need to be somewhere else.

Time is ticking.

How can I get there? There are endless things to gather, people to ask, and finding the way.

So much effort. Exhaustion.

Almost there. Just up the hill. I’m going to make it. Not on time, but they’ll be there still.

No, wait.

Something…essential at the beginning. I’ve forgotten it. I have to return. I’m going to lose all of this momentum.

I go back, but nothing is the same. No one knows my struggle. I’m forgetting why I have come back and why I need to leave quickly.

…Who is waiting?