2. You don't realize how confined (?) you are until you leave on a trip by yourself. No, that's not quite what I mean. Maybe: You don't realize how liberating a car is until you have used it to leave. Or I don't know. Maybe: Wanderlust. The strange sensation that you could pick up your bag and just leave without a word to anyone. To end up in South America on a whim, or a three day car trip to no where. Just because.
Just because.
When was the last time I asked myself: could I leave this?
3. And then a lot of things happened. Of which, were too frustrating to really write about until I am in better time/place.
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