What would happen if I got on a plane tomorrow? What would happen if I called in sick and told my ex I needed him to take the kids for the weekend? What would happen if I just ran away for a few days?
Somewhere warm and tropical and away from here. Just me and a beach and a good book. Maybe some fruity cocktails.
I bet the world wouldn’t fall apart. I bet life would just keep ticking on. Tick, tick, tick.
I wish I was going to do it. But I’m pretty sure I won’t. I’m pretty sure I’ll go into the office just like every other day. My life needs more adventure.