Travelling again

Travelling again
Packing, deadlines.
Shit, I feel so responsible.
Again.
This time I made it difficult
Or it is supposed to be
Flights. Time.
People resting on my words.
This time
It feels even better.
These five minutes
The little halt
Just before a journey.
In my own city.
Tommorow will be
Somewhere else.
Or rather today.
If it will be.
Happy.
Excited.
Bit tensed.
I don't know why.
In evening
I wanted to cry.
Now it feels good.
Or maybe I will be
Relieved.
Once I will reach.
I feel responsible.
Cheers to travel.
Again.