Sometimes I want to escape. Sometimes I literally want to turn and run so far from all the reminders and the familiarities. Sometimes I just need a change. Change can be good. It can be refreshing. It can be revitalizing.
I want to go to Atlantis. It sounds silly, I know, but it is such a fantastical place. It isn’t real. It has no semblance of the world I’m currently surrounded by. It doesn’t have the same problems. Of course, I’d have to swim there, which causes some complications. It’s just such a far out, far away place and that’s what I want to escape to.
But escape isn’t the best plan. There isn’t any point in escaping from the problems. Hiding from them doesn’t get rid of them. Eventually, when I came back from Atlantis, the problems would still be there in the bottom of my suitcase. Oh right. That. Right now, I’m learning to grow as my own person. In doing that, I can’t just hide. Instead, I have to overcome.
I’ve had the chance to run. I could have given into the temptation of escape. I’ve seen plenty of people do it, often to their own detriment. It won’t do me any good. I can face it. I can overcome. It seems hopeless now, but so long as I don’t flee, I can come out on the other side.
So Atlantis can wait. Maybe it’ll make a good vacation spot a few years down the problem. When I don’t have anything negative to hide away in my suitcase.