Escape
As I look out the window next to my cubicle, I find myself wanting to away. Away from civilization, away from work, away from family (for a while at least). I just need to be away - walking through a forest that I have never been in before, floating on a lake that I have never seen, flying over mountains that are so beautiful that one almost weeps at the sight of it.
I have responsibilities that prevent me from just packing up and going, going somewhere to reset myself, just getting away from it all. This makes me sad, but I can continue to look out my window at the many different coloured leaves and the mist that is giving a magickal feel to the valley my building is in...almost like some of them are in a different world and if I were to do the correct thing I could just step into a new reality.
I think I will take a walk during lunch and see what happens...
I have responsibilities that prevent me from just packing up and going, going somewhere to reset myself, just getting away from it all. This makes me sad, but I can continue to look out my window at the many different coloured leaves and the mist that is giving a magickal feel to the valley my building is in...almost like some of them are in a different world and if I were to do the correct thing I could just step into a new reality.
I think I will take a walk during lunch and see what happens...