Caged bird

She's so in love with X, so in love with her daughter. Her love life is fully fulfilled yet she feels uneasy, her mind ever so restless. What is she waiting for? What is that feeling? What is that urge? Right now, she's got love and it couldn't be any more perfect but she feels like a caged bird. She needs to fly but where to?what does the future hold? How can she express all that passion in a rewarding way?
All these thoughts went through her head as she watched her cat through the patio door. Intrigued by the way he was looking at her, so sure, so serene, She then internally and quietly asked him, " do you know all the answers"?