I Would Run Away

Yeah. That song, from "The Corrs". I would run away...with you. Except, I just want to run away from the world, alone, and hide somewhere, maybe start a new life in that place that I love.

No, nothing is wrong with our relationship. Everything is fine, in fact, it's great. He's an amazing guy. This has nothing to do with us. I'm just tired of my life here sometimes. And I want to run away. I want to go back to that place where everything seemed like a safe haven. Just pure, unadulterated excitement, happiness, and love. A time when I wasn't constricted by anything, relentlessly exploring the world (read: just the US of A), marvelling in its beauty. Fresh-faced, driven, excited, too bold.

Maybe Boston is too far, and too expensive. Maybe I just really want to drive off to another state, maybe a small kampung somewhere and live a small community life. 

Maybe, maybe I should do that. Just pack up and leave this too-busy-city life that is just getting to me. And be content with a slow-moving kampung where everyone knows your name, the muhibbahs, and great, cheap, food. 

Build a new identity in a new place. Perhaps I just want to escape into a Narnia, or Wonderland. Be an Alice.

Or maybe some intense retail therapy would be nice. Window shopping, since I'm unemployed and have no money. I might be content just imagining if a certain cropped top would look good on me - minus my tummy.