That's my plan.
To runaway.
Far from here.
Far from everyone.
By myself.
Just me and my thoughts.
We shall see where the journey takes me.
Where am I going?
I have no clue.
Why am I leaving?
Because I need some space and time to myself.
The last time I didn't have a plan for anything.
I do now.
From what time I'm gonna leave to where I'm going.
I'm not telling anyone.
I'm packing a bag and leaving.
I don't want anyone to stop me.
I want to go alone.
Is that dangerous?
Absolutely!
But at this point I quit caring.
