Do you ever just feel like getting away? Just taking off for a long drive. Maybe visit somewhere...the beach, the mountains, old friends. That's what I wanted to do today. Escape has always been popular. Is it the thrill? Or just the desire for something better--a grasp at an elusive euphoria? Or is it an attempt to fill the fissure of the heart with something meaningful? Somtimes the memories draw me so irresistably that I just want to take off...take a trip back in time and visit old places and see old familiar faces: to be back in the comfort zone where everything is bliss. But then there are always the painful memories too. Time is a categorical filter, and its easy to have seperate files for the good and the bad. Retrospect often precipitates a warped perception of the past...the fabled rose-colored glasses effect. So when I realize that life in those golden times was really still just life--filled with undulations--I begin to long for something even better. The perks of this life are so transient as to be almost intangible. It's not worth it.
Do you ever just get sick of this world? Want to get away? Ever realize that if we could get everyone to feel that way we'd be outa here, just like that? Snap. :-) In fact, if we would just tell everyone about the biggest Escape Plan ever, this world would be history, and we could finally have the thrill, feel the euphoria, and fill the fissure in our hearts. Motivating isn't it? To realize that there is something we can do. So...want to get away? Let's move!   ¶ 11:06 PM