…if it’s the last thing I ever do-oooo….
Song stuck in your head yet? Good.
But seriously–I need to get out of my house/town/state. Very, very badly. And as I sit here, on the edge of a four day weekend, I’m thinking there MUST be somewhere I can go. I need to go somewhere. If only for a few hours.
On my way to work this morning, a fox crossed my path. I don’t really live anywhere all that rural, but I was taking a back road from breakfast to my school, and a fox darted–and I do mean darted–out in front of my car, and continued to run through the field on the other side of the road. He was running really, really fast. And for a moment, I became that fox, and understood that freedom. I want that freedom very, very badly. I need that freedom.
I think this is what they call cabin fever.
If, four days from now, I do not have a post titled something like ‘this is where I went today’, please feel free to post mean comments. I’ll totally deserve them.