More recently I've found myself looking for ways to "get away from it all.". But it so far its been one of those unscratchable itches. these little jaunts to nowhere and back have helped significantly but at the same time have only made my desire to escape from my own skin more viscous.
I can see that I'm currently lugging around a lot of turmoil within my soul. This desire of flight, the other conclusions on my own mental state that I've made in the recent past, they create a blurry picture that I can only define as a need to change.
I feel like a kid only days before christmas. I rather enjoy plot twists in this rather long and uneventful story that I'm living out. I can't wait to see how this one will end up, and in what direction I'll be heading when it happens.