Ah, to run away from it all.
At times, that's all I ask.
I want to travel the country in a worn out Jeep, taking crappy jobs as they come.
But I owe someone a better future than that.
All I ask is to know where I belong, and for once, be able to truly appreciate it.


Blogger Krystal said...

Hey don't run away from it, face it head on. That's what you're good at, I know it.

9:12 PM  

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