I can totally relate. Do you know how many times I get in the CRV in the morning and wonder...am I coming home tonight? Or better yet, just get in this mood where I want to drive...and drive...and drive; mostly, I circle the city, but I have thought about crossing that line; wondering if re-starting life is really as simple as they make it on TV. I can't, I have a son; HE is what keeps me here. HE is my reason for staying. My mother left me when I was three. I was afraid of becoming her; I did not want to become her; I wanted to be better than her. So I stay and I endure. So if I have to pretend by circling the city, until my desire fades away, then I will pretend...but I will not leave.

I'm thinking that nice relaxing, kayak/boat trip would do you a world of good.