A Letter to Myself…Runaway With Me…

I’d love nothing more than to leave everything behind and runaway to somewhere far away, where responsibility and reality can’t find me.   Will you join me?
 
I'm not running from anything in particular.  I'm certainly not unhappy with my current life.  I'm very blessed and thankful for what I have.  It’s just that I yearn for something else, something different, something unknown.   Don't take it personally...
 
We were born with expectations placed upon us – school, marriage, career, children, retirement plans.   Why can’t society just leave us alone and let us be?  Let us be us, not the expectation of what we should be?
 
What happened to our dreams?
 
If I run, will you follow or will you just watch as I leave?
 
Are you too afraid of what we might find or too insecure to leave what you know?
 
“Let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world.  Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before.  Let your soul take you where you long to be…Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you’ll have lived as you’ve never lived before.”  Erich Fromm

Comments

Brian Miller said…
i am all for running away...
May 1, 2011 at 7:48 PM
Raven said…
I am so with you! When do we leave? *packs bags*
May 1, 2011 at 8:25 PM
CrazyCris said…
I'm afraid my knee won't let me do any running just yet... but I'll walk away with you whenever you'd like! ;o)
May 2, 2011 at 8:00 AM
Simply Suthern said…
My mind left without me. I hesitated and poof it was gone.
May 2, 2011 at 9:49 AM
Sarah said…
I agree. I don't hate my life but do want to get away sometimes. I feel bad for saying this, but sometimes with a kid, I lose patience quick since he can't do anything by himself (or barely anything) and I do want to get away without him at times. But like you said, my real life is good and I am blessed so I try to avoid feeling like this too much!
May 2, 2011 at 11:25 AM
Maude Lynn said…
I want to go, too!
May 2, 2011 at 8:19 PM
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