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Updated 4 years ago,October 28, 2021

I wanted to run away.

I wanted to run away from my past and from thinking of my future.

I wanted to run away from the expectations, the admiration, and the idea of disappointing others.

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It was all too much for me.

I wanted to run away from the responsibilities, the arguments, and the political debates.

I wanted to run away from the horrifying news I hear every day.

I wanted to run away from thinking about the one that got away.

I wanted to run away from all the stress, all the yelling, and all the confrontations.

I wanted to run away from the ringing voice of every notification, every message, and every call.

I wanted to run away from answering one more email and from texting one more person.

I wanted to run away from hearing heartbreaking stories.

I wanted to run away from the everyday fast-paced life.

I wanted to run away from the lights, the gases, and the skyscrapers.

I wanted to run away from the streets catcalling, smirks, looks, and whistling.

I wanted to run away from the idea of hustling and grinding all the time.

I wanted to run away from it all.

Its okay to do so.