people run away. from a lot of things. physically.
they leave, unable to stand the thought of being in a place without the one they love. they plan, unable to deal with the monotony and pace of everyday life. they make rash decisions, unable to remember why they so desperately needed to run in the first place.
some stay. until they find something to run towards.
i ran. rash decision. hate monotony. no regrets. an amazing journey. soon i’ll run again. but, towards something. something big.