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Runaway

I constantly feel like running away. It’s the weirdest sensation because I know it means I’m looking for something, aching for something but I don’t know what. Or maybe I do and I’m just not listening. 

As Deepak would say: “What am I hungry for?”

Maybe the real question is “What am I afraid of?”

Mind you by runaway I mean get up and go somewhere but I’m no teen. I could go… to live, to love, to stay, to grow? I’m not sure but I don’t want to stay put. 

What would you do? Where would you go?

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My name is Krystal and I love stories. I wish I could tell you how many stories I've written that have disappeared with my old family computer --R.I.P. to my youthful imagination forever etched on paper bits & bytes of dusty hard-drives. I live in the center of the world that is New York City, or at the very least, a short drive away. I'm not about that city life. Ha ha ha! I do love to travel and have been to various places in Europe, Africa, and the Caribbean, and about 20 of the states in the USA. I hope to add more to my list as the years go on. I am excited to have an outlet to share on and am looking forward to reading other writers' work!

2 thoughts on “Runaway

  1. “Stay the course”. That’s one word of advice that rose above the rest during my last trying journey. So simple, yet not contrived or something from ignorance that would have me feeling like ripping someone’s head off. God knows I felt like I wanted to disappear, much less be a runaway. Determine the end, which you say you know, right? Then “stay the course” ’til you complete your journey to it. Thanks for sharing this. I love all your pieces Sis!

    1. This is great advice! I think determining my end and committing to it are my first steps. I think I’m in denial of what I want or at the very least I keep acting like it’s not important. I really appreciate your thoughts here. Thank you for sharing!

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