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I’ve always been a fan of this form of coping method.
My earliest memory is when I was about 3 and I had gone done the alley about a block or so from home and was between the bush and a neighboring house and I remember thinking to myself that that would be my home. I guess in hindsight it was more of imaginary play.
I was just listening to one of my playlists on YouTube and one of my classic favorites came on and it occurred to me that the song, “The Way” by Fastball was the source of my runaway fantasies that really started when I was a teenager. I was thinking about how I’ve always had a fantasy of runaway or just taking off on the open road and never coming back. I was contemplating where that all started when the “The Way’ song came on. Granted I sorta had that imaginary play even when I was 3, but I think that song really solidified that fantasy in my head. I believe the song came out when I was a freshmen in high school. Since that time I would look forward to graduation, imagining hitting the open road, taking off down the highway to broader horizons. Sadly, I never had the chutzpah to do so. Perhaps I still will someday. If only I had the means to support myself doing so- I definitely wouldn’t mind a nomadic lifestyle, living a perpetual road trip of sorts.
Of course it’s no surprise I got into partying and drugs in my college years. And still now I miss the nights of my restless wandering throughout the city that I used to do. I’ve sobered up and wised up a bit and know the dangers of doing so and I’ve since stopped. But most nights I still feel the pull to do so and I try to distract myself as much as I can. Surfing the web usually suffices.
Last edited by AngstyLady; Nov 13, 2013 at 01:32 AM.
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