I am trapped and there is nowhere to go but out. So often, I have this insatiable desire to run away. Always. Things could be perfectly fine and that would scare me and make me just as nervous as if everything was falling apart.
I don't know what it is. Maybe because in my childhood I was used to being uprooted frequently, and standing still has left me feeling only half a soul. All I know is though I'm not done here, I wish I was. I want to disappear. I want to pick up and go, and never look back.
I want to forget about all of you and about who I am right now and go and recreate myself, a happier version. I want to find my other half and remember what it is like to feel that again.
Anyway. I apologize. Just stuck in a tiff.
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