say when.
when i was in high school, i had a place that i could go that was my hideaway for when i was feeling like i needed some escape. when i moved to college, i told myself that escape is not the solution and that there are other ways to handle problems.
three years later, and i'm in desperate need of a hideaway. i feel like if i don't take a break, just a few days really, for just myself -- that at any moment, i will pick up everything and end this current life i'm in and start a new one somewhere else. every rational bone in my body says "no" to this crazy plan but every impulsive vessel pushing blood through my organs says "just tell me when."
three years later, and i'm in desperate need of a hideaway. i feel like if i don't take a break, just a few days really, for just myself -- that at any moment, i will pick up everything and end this current life i'm in and start a new one somewhere else. every rational bone in my body says "no" to this crazy plan but every impulsive vessel pushing blood through my organs says "just tell me when."