Stuck!

I can't find any therapy to make me feel better other than running. and dreaming of running away. I wish it was possible that my body never tired. that I could just push further and further until everything was behind me, too far gone for me to look back on. I keep writing about starting over and going back to basics...and part of me thinks I've taken the first steps necessary to do so, but part of me is also telling me that I have to shut the door entirely to the past, running to a new place where no one knows my name, knows my mistakes, knows my weakness...knows anything about me. I'm not good at being the new kid, but I'm old enough to deal with it now, to find a way to cope with change. You might ask why I don't just deal with it here, but the thing is, people are so set in their ways of seeing me today that they won't ever notice or care about any differences I make...

I guess what I'm saying is what I've been saying from day one. I'm a dreamer, I'm a runner...I'm a can't settle down, I'm a let me go kinda girl. That won't change until I find my place in this world. Til then...I'm another lonely soul dreaming dreams and gazing at stars hoping one day things will be different.