Sometimes I just want to go. Run away again. Give myself freedom from so many stupid bullshit that just comes into my life from people who leave just as fast as they appeared. I want to leave behind everyone who comes to me for advise, for help. I spend hours trying to help them but they won’t give me a minute of a time to help me with mine. I just want to go. I want to go on the open road, big cozy sweater on a cloudy cold day. Start fresh and new. Nothing but everywhere to go with a couple of blankets and pillows in the back of my truck. Listen to the radio and sing my heart out while thinking, talking about my dreams and desires. And at night, go out to a camping place, build an open fire and watch the stars from the ground and have them watch over me from above all night til the sun breaks. And I want you by my side the entire time.