Going...going...gone!

So, hasn't there been a time in everybody's life when they've wanted to run away from home? Just grab a backpack, get on the next train, plane, car whatever and jet set the hell away?
It seems so beautiful, so brilliant! The very genius of the idea takes your breath away. Don't we all have that one place that seems to call to us? The mountains, the sea, the big city...and we seem so ready to answer the call. This is it!!

And then...we think.

Money.
Parents.
Society.
Education.
Job
Family.
Fear.
Reality.
Crash.
Burn.
Poof!

The moment's gone. Back to working on that assignment or completing that project or cooking that dinner. Back to the things we 'have' to do because apprently they are the safest, time-tested roads to happiness. The mountains are far far away now, standing tall in silent mockery of our choices in life. It's all over now...
*black*

Hmm...didn't we all secretly want to become painters or poets or skateboarders? Where's that old paintbrush? What an absolutely fantastic idea! This is it!....

Sigh
True to the human condition, here we go again... :D