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What I really want to do is just leave and not tell anyone where I'm going. But instead I'm buying boxing gloves. And eventually a 100-pound punching bag, which I'm hoping someone will help me carry to my car, even though I'll hate admitting that I can't do it by myself. I'm not sure how those two things fulfill the same need. I don't think they do. Call me a bricoleur.