Running Away

ok, so I admit it. As a kid I always fantasized about running away. (Hey, my parents were not so kind (nicely putting it)) I left the home of my parents at 17 and it was THE BEST thing to happen to me. Then at 20 I ran off to Sweden for a year and that was the second best thing. At 23 I left home for Bloomsburg to get an Education and that was 3rd best thing that could have happened to me. So, based off of past experiences, it's worked for me. 4th time a charm??

I don't see my desire to leave the U.S as running away. Quite honestly, I have it very good here: Nothing to run from. My friends are wonderful, my family is amazing and loving and I'm lucky to have a well paid interesting job with a great manager. What's the problem then? Some septics may say (and you know who you are), I bet it's because "she aint got a man". I'll squish that belief with my left shoe for ya. Some girls, when they hear their friends are getting married they think "why not me?". For me, when I hear that someone lived in a foreign country, or wants to move to another land I can feel myself getting jealous and think "why not me?". It's something that's in me. It's a strong desire. Anyone who has been a part of my life for the last 10+ years knows that I constantly talk about wanting to live abroad.

Is the grass greener on the other side...well as the saying goes, not always. But I would like the opportunity to smell some fresh cut grass. If I happen to find a plethora of dandelions, than I can either make a salad or comfortably call the U.S. my home turf again . I'd be ok with coming back to the U.S...but for now I can't be comfortable here unless I run around on a new patch of grass.