Escape
The need to escape grows inside me clawing like an animal seeking release. I feel caught, claustrophobic, I gasp for air praying that I will make it out alive. At times in my life the need to leave has been overwhelming - I knew the cost of a one way ticket to London at any given time. It took everything in me not to vanish. I have warned my nearest and dearest that if I vanish, don’t worry, a postcard with a general location will appear eventually.
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We need to escape our most feared demon: Ourselves.
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