Runaway

I’ve always wanted to run away.

Always.

Like since the age of four or five, I remember actively planning what I’d pack, who I’d utilize as help, and where I’d end up as a final stop.

I knew what bus routes could get me out of my city, county, and even state while I was in elementary school.

In middle school I saved money in hopes of a one way ticket away – to anywhere.

In high school I pushed myself to near exhaustion earning the highest grades I could because I knew a scholarship to university would take me away. I earned it.

In college, I ran away.

I’ve been running ever since.

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