Pick a boat, any boat, climb in and row away. Far away. From everything that gets you down, from the heartache of watching someone grow old, from the drudgery of work, from life. I sometimes envy those that do it. Those that say, enough is enough, and just go. Those that can just change their lives and become someone else.
Well no, actually I don’t think I would want to be someone else. Being me is what makes me who I am, whoever that person is. (That may not make sense but I know what I mean) But it would be nice to jump in a boat and head somewhere for a while and just, for a few days, forget about the world and what it throws at you.