Well, now. We call this the act of 'mating'...
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Some days I dream of just running away, starting over somewhere where no one knows me, disappearing. I know I can't, and it bothers me a bit. When I was not all that much younger, I know I could have had at least some success if I took off; now? Now it's painful to walk across a room, let alone walk for days or try to hold a job where I have to be on my feet. Now I've got people I care about and won't abandon. Now I've got a weird yet entertaining life, a roof over my head, food in my tummy, and a ridiculous amount of hamsters.
It's... I'm not even sure how to describe it. I don't WANT to disappear, I just want to know that I COULD, if that makes any sense. I want to feel in control of my life again. I want to stop feeling chained to my-life-as-it-is.
*pads back offline before her back starts screaming*
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