#59

i want out.


out of this skin,
out of this place,
out of the day to day
ordinary
perfectly structured
cookie cutter life
that i've become used to.

it feels awful to settle.

i want to run,
feel the earth beneath my feet
in places that are foreign.
i want to get lost in the colors of the earth,
be driven from place to place
by smells, sights, sounds and tastes


no boundaries,
no restrictions.
just me, myself, and the world at my feet.

ready, set,
jet.