Do you ever get the urge to just run away? I’m sure I am not alone in this feeling from time to time. When things just begin to pile up on you; everyone seems to be pulling you in a different direction; you have a ton of things to do, that all needed to be done yesterday; and you just wish there were four or five of you to get it all finished. I have been having that feeling for the last few weeks, but I hope things are starting to settle down. However, on the nights when I teach my college class, I pass the airport on my way home. I seem to always be passing by when the last plane of the night is landing. It’s a regional airport, and I have been on that last flight into the airport several times. Seeing that plane in the air, flying over, always gives me the urge to run away. I always want to be on one of those planes that are leaving. It doesn’t matter where (though Italy would be nice), just to go somewhere and put the worries of life behind me for a few days. It’s actually a very odd feeling for me, to want to fly somewhere that is, because I am terrified of flying. Anytime I fly, I have to take Xanax just to keep from having a panic attack. Yet, I still wish I were in one of those planes.
When the stresses of life seem to be at their breaking point for you, what do you wish you could do? And if you did run away, where would you go?