It’s always been a fantasy of mine to disappear for a while.
To go somewhere unknown and unexpected.
To leave everything and everyone behind.
To find a place of perpetual spring.
To get away from all the demons – because sometimes the demons are not in my head.
To start completely over.
And like most fantasies, there’s an element of fear in it.
And then there’s the moment of reality.
And then I make it happen.
Every time.
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