I want to run away.
When I had only lived here a few years, I found myself jobless and hungry and skinny [I know, I know: I took pictures. I do have ribs, somewhere...] and obsessed with shoes, cars, horses, and bikes. I wondered why until it all came together one day: all modes of transportation. I wanted to run off.
Today I want to run away and become something else. This sounds fun.
But it is April, and warm, and green, and so lovely here. Lest my thoughts turn to those gloomy days of February, help me to remember, It's Spring!
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