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Do you ever want to run away?

I do. Right now. I want to pack up and head out. As usual, I'm overwhelmed and desperately trying to find some semblance of balance. I'm not so good at that. As it stands, I'm really thrilled that I managed to wash the dishes tonight *and*rearrange the stacks of papers I need to grade that were scattered across the table. That's the highlight of my day...until I wash my hair.

Where would you go?

My dream escape takes me to just about anywhere I don't know the language. I think it's comical that someone who loves communicating in any form would want to run away to a place where there would be no communicating. Then again, the only reason I ever want to run away is to find some solace in my solitude. I know that I recharge best when I'm alone.

One of the things I've discovered about the "people" in the book I'm (will be when I get a free moment) working on is that they are all running from something. They've ended up at a delightful little place called Casita del Sol (Cottage of the Sun). I'm not entirely sure where this place is located, but it is somewhere on a beach.

I'm in the process of editing a book right now for my uncle. As soon as I'm finished with that, I think I'll be able to start fleshing out my own ideas. For now, they are random lines in a writing journal.

That pretty much sums up the way I feel...random.
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Christy said…
Not random at all, to me. I fantasize about running away all the time :) Usually, it's a cabin in the woods, or a hotel balcony overlooking the Gulf. Or this lovely little spot :http://www.maryjanesfarm.org/bb/
I hope I get to read your uncle's book - I talked to your grandma last week! And she told me I should read it.
6:25 AM
Christy said…
Forgot to add the the perfect runaway song (to me): "Bandits" by Midlake
9:59 AM
frabjouspoet said…
Yes, you have to read the book. It's fabulous.
3:46 PM
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