I've got blood on my feet...
I'm walking away. I'm packing up everything, putting paco in the car and just driving. I'm so sick of this town, and the life I lead. It's not what I ever wanted. I'm going to live my life in a way that allows me to look back 50 years from now and say it was worth it. I don't know where I'm going to go, but I'll figure that out on the way. I want to live recklessly and I want to find out who I am. It will be the biggest adventure of my life, but I'm ready for it. I just need a lump of months to save money, and maybe another lost soul to leave everything they know and come with me on this adventure. I'm not counting on it though, I know I'll probably do this alone. I've done things alone my whole life, why stop now right?