Prompted by a thread started over at PaganSpace, I got thinking about the possibility of starting over.
Not just a new blog, new screen names, new Facebook, but a whole new life.
Have you ever had the urge to just drop everything, pick up what’s precious to you, and run away? Start over somewhere fresh, where no one knows you, no one has ties to you, and your former life as ‘nobody’ doesn’t apply?
Have you ever felt like you were playing an extra in the film of you own life?
I have to say that I absolutely have felt that way on a multitude of occasions. Sometimes life isn’t what you expected it to be. Things didn’t turn out the way they were supposed to when you planned them. Sometimes, the only logical thing to do is to just leave, and try again where you don’t have the stigma of who people think you are hanging over your head.
It’s not logical, obviously. We have families and lovers and friends and jobs and pets.
But if you wouldn’t hurt anyone by leaving, would you? Would you start a new life somewhere else, where you could be someone else?
I would. Hell, maybe when I’m not poor anymore, I will. Who knows.
Anyway, just some food for thought. <3
Maybe someday, I’ll actually write about writing again.