Stepping Into The Wind
Without another word, I opened the door. The chilly wind nipped at my cheeks as if urging me forward.
Birds took flight off the porch rail, startled by my sudden movement. My suitcase thumped beside me as I took my first step into the unknown.
It felt oddly freeing, leaving the house that once sheltered me but now seemed like nothing more than four unwelcoming walls.
I closed the door on my past, ready to face whatever came next.