Run Away, Run Away
I want a place to run and hide. A place I don't have to think. A place to rest with no responsiblilities and someone to wait on me. No thoughts of what do I have to cook. No thoughts of dishes to do. No thoughts of anyone asking me to DO. A place by the ocean to sleep and rest. A place to clear my mind. A place to feel the peace of life and be filled with happiness. No looking out at weeds to pull. No yard that has to be mowed. No pain, no stiffness, no panic or anxiety attacks. But I can't run... Sign in to see full entry.