Always there is a time for leaving and it was that, i packed my suitcase but i could not close it, as it was full of memories and unachievable old dreams, time was so tight, and i had to make my choice whether to throw out some of my memories and old dreams, in order to close the suitcase and catch my flight, or postpone it to another day till i could find a larger suitcase, which was my final choice.
Since so the time has been passing month after month and year after year, as i was trapped between memories and dreams that i could not left, flight that i cannot schedule, and larger suitcase which i never found.
