I've gotten this before...

That feeling where you know you can totally just sell what little you do actually own and just take off. To wherever.

Just up and leave my home... no notes, no goodbyes. Just me gone.

And then I'd think about how i'd probably end up killing myself if I had to live on the streets for more than a day.

But I know my parents would start this man-hunt, involve the cops. So maybe a tiny note. So they know I left on my own, not some crazy kidnapping....

one day maybe.