At the risk of depressing everyone around me … this song won’t leave my head. It takes me back to my teens when almost all I ever thought about was running away. Problem was that I lived in the country, and running away would likely result in my dying of exposure in the woods or an open field. When I was very little, I did run away … to my neighbor’s house. I think my mother found it amusing in a way (like, “really, Marie, how can I take you seriously when you just crossed the yard, but then you’re only six”).
But this time of year, I tend to reflect on my place in the world and the fact that, even as an adult approaching her “golden years,” sometimes I still want to run away. I do often wonder “how did I get so jaded.”
Categories: Funny and sad
Marie A Bailey
Writer, blogger, knitter, cat lover, and introvert.